Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Sleeping Giants

The gentle breath
Of sleeping giants
Sweetly murmur
In soothing rhythm
Calm and enticing

A soft tremble in the valley
A false sense of security
An illusion most welcome
Hours of peace to soothe the heart
Maybe temporary but
It appeases the nervous souls

Forests on steep mountain slopes
Tremble in their wake
The sun has set
It’s cast its shadows
As night descends on tiptoe



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

Submitted on February 14, 2020 for contest STRAND SELECT P sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 2ND

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Andrea Dietrich February 15, 2020 at 5:45 PM this is gorgeous imagery, Line. congrats on your well deserved win Line Gauthier February 15, 2020 at 6:30 PM Thanks,Andrea. Much appreciated.

Julie Achilles February 11, 2020 at 4:57 AM great use of words- certainly brings images to mind- best regards, Julie Line Gauthier February 11, 2020 at 8:14 AM Thank you so much, Julie. Most appreciated.

Jenish Somadas February 10, 2020 at 11:48 PM As night descends on tiptoe... Beautiful lines... Fantastic imagery.. Line Gauthier February 11, 2020 at 12:15 AM Thanks, Jenish. It was a fun poem to write.