21. I Love A Lonely Winding Road
I love a lonely winding road
That takes me where I cannot see
Until each softly rounded hill
Reveals its landscaped mystery.
I love a lonely winding road
That takes me where I cannot see
Until each softly rounded hill
Reveals its landscaped mystery.
Vivid view of the wonders of nature with a rhythmic flow as it's spoken.
This work is timeless and will be just as potent 50 years from today.
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A crisp, cool autumn evening,
Stars fill the night up high.
God, the great creator,
Decking out the sky.
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Once in a while, if you are feeling blue,
When troubles seem to keep coming along,
If you will take the time to listen to music
It can lift your spirits on the wings of a song.
It's very true. Nicely penned. Simple and clear expressions.
When the day becomes the night and the moon begins to glow,
The ocean waves will sing a song nobody knows.
As the mountains peak up high and the trees begin to shake,
When I couldn't find anything for a project, I came to this website and searched poems and found this...great poem.
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O gift of God! O perfect day:
Whereon shall no man work, but play;
Whereon it is enough for me,
Not to be doing, but to be!
The mountains are full of glory,
such a beautiful, rugged territory.
Snow that caps the highest peaks
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Sultry sun on fields and bay,
quiet calm engulfs the day.
Faint troubled rumblings in the sky
As I walk across the earth,
thousands of things I get to see.
Birds fly high, soaring higher,
and on the flowers I hear the buzz of bees.
I am 12 years old and I have written this poem as a love for the nature. I love indulging in poems and writing them. By my poems, I want to focus on nature and it's beauty.
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I came to the mountains for beauty
And I find here the toiling folk,
On sparse little farms in the valleys,
Wearing their days like a yoke.
I walk around the streets at night.
I look around and see the light,
The light that gives me hope
To find my way back home.
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Sitting to-day in the sunshine
That touched me with fingers of love,
I thought of the manifold blessings
God scatters on earth, from above;
There's a simple beauty to the falling rain.
The same kind of beauty you find in a child's smile or a flower covered hillside terrain.
The sound of the rain falling on the roof above
Irregular at every post,
Every ridge and every fold,
The contour of every coast,
There is beauty to behold.
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A dark gloomy sunless start
Cold and calculating
Frost on the windows
Icy streets
Deep into the wood where the bluebells grow
Next to them the wild garlic will show
An old oak creeks with a century of age
With brand new shoots and the sun they crave
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I slowly unfurl to the wide World
Stretching up to the blue sky
Come, Come and feel crisp air anew
As respirations burn
Discover bark, tall grass and dew
That only touch can learn
A lovely feeling of freshness and the healing senses of nature. Best wishes, Ann
Flecks of blue
Lavender delight
Morning gold
The black of night
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The golden sea its mirror spreads
Beneath the golden skies,
And but a narrow strip between
Of earth and shadow lies.
There are some drawn to the ocean,
Its boundless depths and mysteries,
Where crashing breakers sound like thunder,
And gentle breezes kiss the seas,