Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

Ghostly Sentinels

I sat upon a weathered rock

And looked across the fells,

Emerging from the morning cloud

Like ghostly sentinels.

The rising sun revealing all

In perfect clarity,

A wonderland of serried peaks

Appeared in front of me.

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Vijay Pandit October 31, 2017 at 7:24 AM Lovely imagery depicted with such beautiful lines--well written, Gary! Gary Smith October 31, 2017 at 8:00 AM Thank you Vijay :)

Kim Rodrigues October 30, 2017 at 5:54 PM So beautiful! Gary Smith October 30, 2017 at 5:57 PM Thank you Kim :)