Monday, 29 August 2011

Who would destroy such beauty only man in search of bounty. written 1976


The bouncing spirits of sunlight dancing through shimmering foliage,
Tiny rivers of flowing gold caressing the gentle green,
Soft blue shadows swaying with the movement of the trees,
Diamond white sky becoming the very primer of the eye,
The burning umber of the earth bearing the weight of the canvas
Like a mother nursing her child,
The sudden flight of a bird the rising of a shadowy soul,
It’s warning cry of alarm an anguished cry for peace,
Who would destroy such beauty only man in search of bounty.
  

1 comment:

  1. So very beautiful, Les.

    I love reading your poetry :)

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