Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer Poet Pantoum

The Country Stroll

I saw you walking in a rural esteem,
Alongside the irrigation stream;
It was near the golden end of the day,
I prayed you would look over my way.

Alongside the irrigation stream,
Picked out by the last sunbeam,
I prayed you would look over my way;
See me and have something to say.

Picked out by the last sunbeam,
Your hair and eyes seemed to gleam.
See me and have something to say:
It was all I could think and pray. 

Your hair and eyes seemed to gleam.
I opened my mouth greetings to redeem;
It was all I could think and pray,
As afternoon fading you turned away.

I opened my mouth greetings to redeem;
Orange and brown the colour scheme,
As afternoon fading you turned away,
A tall shadow across the grass to sway.

Orange and brown the colour scheme,
It was near the golden end of the day,
A tall shadow across the grass to sway;
I saw you walking in a rural esteem.

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Joyce Johnson April 24, 2018 at 6:43 PM I like your pantoum. Thank you for picking my poem as number one in the contest. Love, Joyce

Eve Roper April 24, 2018 at 6:04 PM this is a wonderful well flowing and rhyming poem .. enjoyed reading... Hugs Eve

Joseph P. DiMino April 13, 2018 at 11:53 PM This is very lovely. Beautifully sensitive. Though somewhat sad, it speaks of the deep sorry we all have, really even when with a crowd of friends that same loneliness pools beneath the surface. Marvelous read!