To: NY Attitude
I’m here, took some time off to write a poem and smoke a cigar (while their still legal.)
Silent hills frame the small valley below
where autumn touches all with red and gold
a river marked in shades of shimmering blue
and green lands as fall is still so new
here the winds are soft like wine so old
and mysteries are to be found you know
A place where time seems to have slowed its flow
and life is easier as one has time to learn
here the mountain flowers scent the air so soft
far below where mountains so majestic loft
here my heart takes life anew and I yearn
and breathe the life within at last you know
291 posted on
11/07/2007 10:24:38 PM PST by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN
Great poem. What type of cigars do you smoke?
292 posted on
11/07/2007 11:00:27 PM PST by
NY Attitude
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To: WayzataJOHNN; Lady Jag; NY Attitude; Knitting A Conundrum; MEG33; HopeandGlory; Kathy in Alaska; ...
Good morning everyone!
WayzataJOHNN left a beautiful poem for us.
Silent hills frame the small valley below
where autumn touches all with red and gold
a river marked in shades of shimmering blue
and green lands as fall is still so new
here the winds are soft like wine so old
and mysteries are to be found you know
A place where time seems to have slowed its flow
and life is easier as one has time to learn
here the mountain flowers scent the air so soft
far below where mountains so majestic loft
here my heart takes life anew and I yearn
and breathe the life within at last you know.
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