How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see!

Surrounded by beauty natures feast,

A sight to see from north to east.

I see hills, and valleys, mountains and plains,

Birds flying everywhere and clouds of rain.

Nightfall soon. I can see the outline of a planet rise,

I can hear the whisper of the wind as it passes by.

I can gaze at the wonders of nature as if God stopped time,

Here I will sit in this quiet little spot of mine.

© Cynthia Clark

I used to think

I was dreaming

No

I only saw

The reality

Eyes can't see

💨THE WIND NEVER LIE💨

I have a sincere friend.

Guess who! She is the wind.

Brings some news to me and tends.

One day I went.

To my special place for myself to fend .

From those high mountains she came.

With a strange news I felt with shame.

A news about an amazing house belongs to my brother.

Surrounds with trees and doves hover.

River flows.

Sky glows.

How come my friend!

You are lying my dear wind.

I leaved him at home!

Sent my greetings to him at the dawn!

She said never and called for pigeons.

To show the house to me in the horizon.

That's only heaven!

Stay not believe what does happen?

Suddenly I knew the news.

He passed away moments few.

And from that moment I believe.

The wind never lie sometimes sends grief.

✨Marwa ✨

17/9/2018

#EverythingCanTell

His mind wandered, to the day

When he lived far, far away

Far away on top a hill

In a castle, what a thrill

A top of the hill, covered in snow

Birds would swarm, diving low

To find fish for their tea

Providing entertainment for you and me

Now the clouds are beginning to churn

His mind is running down

He has to learn to let go

Otherwise he will never grow

He's lonely Jack now, and he is free

To be the person he wants to be

One last look, at what once, was his life

Tomorrow he marries his forever wife