Saturday, November 7, 2015

Nature's call


                                             Early morning view over Wye Valley

Awakened now from last night's dream
Those eerie pictures did not seem
So strange as I donned my clothes
For adventure's call had come
It was natures call I chose

Vapid night now came to life
Translucent dawn like sleepy wife
Stretched and yawned to smile on me
Tweeting birds did spin up above
Cat hid and snarled but did not move

I walked in early morning's light
Spurred by visions of the night
It's creatures now danced for me
I walked to the forest's edge
Crunching across the frosty sedge

I climbed the hill to a copses rim
Trampling across the farmer's grid
Waved my hand to old scarecrow
Rooks were there and they greeted me
I turned to view the river valley

My eyes panned from west to east 
Morn's stunning entrance greeted me
The valley floor laid out below
Misty waters held me its grip
Glad I was I had made this trip


Image found at www.wyevalleywalk.org

27 comments:

  1. I think this is my favourite poem of yours today Old Egg - it feels like a fairy tale or dream...but a trip is a trip...'Translucent dawn like sleepy wife' - a beautiful line ;)

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  2. wonderful walk you took me through. refreshing! :)

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  3. Oh this is so beautiful! Enjoyed the trip through your words :)

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  4. A beautiful trip and adventure. I felt like I was there seeing and feeling it all Robin with your amazing imagery and delightful rhyme.

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  5. Gorgeous images here.. I could almost picture them :)

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  6. Translucent dawn like sleepy wife... such a fantastic line! Loved it.

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  7. Sometimes at the end of the journey one finds an unexpected reason why it was worth while!

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  8. Wonderfully descriptive - I felt I was there! A delight.

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  9. us lie-abeds we miss so much! second verse is a poem in itself although the whole is really rather magical - p.s. the wye valley one of my very favourite spots not for nothing is it called 'riverside of the romantics'

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  10. Exciting - in my case, to read about these days rather than actually doing.

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  11. When mornings are like that, it's beautiful to wake up... beautiful to go.

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  12. Sometimes, or I believe - always we need this nature's call and walk, even if we are not prepared....therapeutic and healing, refreshing and renewing...nicely done.

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  13. Such beautiful descriptions. The scenery is so beautiful, there. What a wonderful morning you describe!

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  14. My heart is uplifted by this wonderful poem!

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  15. I loved your words, and the vision you painted.

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  16. i luv the rhyming style of this tale, thanks for sharing your dreamscape
    i'm happy you dropped in at my Sunday Lime today

    much love...

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  17. This reads like a wonderful mystic journey - awesome rhyming and cadence, to boot. It works well as an extended metaphor. A pleasure to read.

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  18. Quite lyrical and thanks for letting us come along. Love the photo,

    Elizabeth

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  19. Between dream & reality, such a magical poem ~ love the morning mist in the photo.

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  20. An ornate and moving piece. Love the feel of it.

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  21. I like the progression of this piece. Well crafted sir!

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  22. nice piece.
    I especially liked :

    Vapid night now came to life
    Translucent dawn like sleepy wife


    and I had to look up sedge.

    Randy

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  23. Now I have a new favorite of yours. This is wonderful. I love the ryyme and the lovely morning trip as nature calls.

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