Geoffrey Brewer Poet Rhyme

The Great Meadow

The Great Meadow

Beyond the high hedge the great meadow extends to the  sky
Its fallow grasses fanned into waves by a breeze.    
While down the slope the bearded barley and rye 
Make a downy golden fabric that clothes the leas

The largest field in England, so it's opined
Though a child beside an endless Kansas prairie
Beneath heavens that can be reached by heart and mind
No distant scene but a piece of homeland friendly

As I walked its hidden life became revealed
A  pheasant ran with ungainly comic indignity
A startled cat leapt  from a nest concealed
And a sky lark rose to sing an unfettered symphony

Across the counties were such prospects planned
From days when mighty shires hauled their wains
And still the fields and hedgerows shape the land
So let it ever green and pleasant remain

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Hannah Borke July 24, 2017 at 1:52 PM I thought I was learning something new, that England, too, has prairie land; but Wikipedia says nothing about it. Though it's a wonderful poem.

Heidi Sands June 15, 2017 at 2:40 PM This is very nice. I found myself lost in the poem and beautiful scenery :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart June 15, 2017 at 1:50 PM A gorgeous scene you have painted here, replete with shires, yay!

Dean Wood June 15, 2017 at 1:27 PM I have saved this as a Favorite. You have such vivid imagery and unusual rhymes and word choices. This is a great poem!