Living Picture

Living Picture 
      Walking through the park in the cool of the evening.
      In the distance; I hear birds utter a succession of light chirping.

      I feel the wind; a gift from the trees.
      Falling ever so gently; vivid autumn leaves.

      Dark cheerless clouds cradle the mysterious brimming moon.
      Ivy leaves growing across the old iron fence gathering into festoons.

      All around me is a plethora of picturesque scenery...
      Waiting to be explored; as I continue on my journey.
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Kendrick Avatar
October 28, 2023 at 7:46 AM
Nice descriptive work you have penned. Congratulations on being on HomePage. Sara K
Rodgers Avatar
October 27, 2023 at 9:04 AM
Erin, your poem "Living Picture" is a beautiful and evocative ode to nature. I can almost feel the cool evening breeze and see the vivid autumn leaves falling as I read your words. Your imagery is so vivid and descriptive that I feel like I am walking right through the park with you. I especially love the line "Dark cheerless clouds cradle the mysterious brimming moon." It's such a haunting and evocative image. Thank you for sharing your beautiful poem with us.
Agustin Avatar
October 27, 2023 at 1:57 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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