Millhalf Brook

By Rhiannonw

Fri, 20 Feb 2015
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6 comments
 

Mingle in the trees in the dingle,
– tall and thin, no green gloss,
up, up to the blue sky,
leaf litter underfoot, and squelchy mud,
fallen branches, thick with glowing moss,
new, low bramble growth begun,
bubbling Millhalf brook,
flitting bird song, here and there
up high, high:
peaceful, no-one around but us.

 

Certificate U
Poem
Countryside explorations
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Sooz006 on

Now that's a place that I would love to be. you capture the serentiy beautifully. 

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Sooz, we enjoyed our peaceful ramble there! Rhiannon
(just realised I've forgotten one 'l' in Millhalf!)

 

Submitted by Bee on

This is jam packed full of veg, mud, feet - well, everything, actually. How you got it into such a few words is amazing. It's scrumtious. Love it. 

Bee

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Oh, so pleased, Bee, thanks for telling me so. it was so short I had doubts about it, but I felt, yes, it gives the little picture I felt worth sharing! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by jeand on

HI Rhiannon

I agree with Bee, this is a lovely poem, and full of description despite its short length. I really enjoyed reading it.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Jean. So glad. Rhiannon