Saturday, 23 July 2011

Demoiselles

As the mist clears from the hidden valley's depths
a picture painted before us in nature's vast palette.
Standing on the silver shore looking inwards
past the hedge of pink hibiscus breaking
the wind's relentless onshore march,
bringing sweet relief for those living within.
Beneath the copious canopy of high rise trees
dancing to the tinkling tune of falling mountain stream
the Demoiselles display a magic all of their own.


* To see a picture of these beautiful type of damselflies see:  Demoiselle picture
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13 comments:

  1. Martin23 July 2011 at 15:43

    You captured this moment in nature in a beautiful way : )

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  2. emmett wheatfall23 July 2011 at 16:02

    The best I've read from you yet. Absolutely a gem of a poem. You capture the presence and depth of the moment beautifully.

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  3. The Linnet23 July 2011 at 16:45

    Thank you Martin and Emmett,

    I am truly grateful for your lovely comments. I have been struggling with writing lately, it is great to have positive feedback :)

    Thanks again Abi

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  4. Anonymous23 July 2011 at 20:44

    This is a beautiful tribute to nature. You strike lovely colors with "silver shores" and "pink hibiscus" And then the magic of the demoiselle. You've made something perhaps not noticed by some..memorable. A lovely vision. Thank you!

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  5. daphnepurpus24 July 2011 at 00:35

    I love the imagery and the pacing of this poem, keeping me in suspense until the end, but a suspense full of color and as you say a beautiful picture! Lovely indeed!

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  6. Thought-Les27 July 2011 at 09:53

    colours inspire emotions here... and when the inspiration is from nature, the emotions become divine... loved the lines :-)

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  7. Anonymous27 July 2011 at 10:09

    Magic imagery - especially the wind's relentless march" :)

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  8. Scarlet27 July 2011 at 12:04

    Lovely picture. Like these lines:

    dancing to the tinkling tune of falling mountain stream
    the Demoiselles display a magic all of their own

    If you like writing about nature, you might want to try the haiku form.

    Happy day~

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  9. Brian Miller27 July 2011 at 12:37

    sigh, yes there is magic...and you capture a bit of it in your lines...love verse today...

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  10. Anonymous27 July 2011 at 21:00

    I love those beautiful damselflies and you did them justice through your lovely imagery here. Very nice.

    Gayle ~

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  11. Beachanny28 July 2011 at 05:56

    They might be fierce, as well. Picasso's were. Les Demoiselles d'Avignon. I saw that once. It is large and takes your breath away. Yours sound softer, but it all might be an illusion. Well done!

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  12. The Linnet31 July 2011 at 22:05

    Thank you all for your most kind comments :)

    Heaven, I have Haiku published on The Song Thrush and a few on The Linnet too.

    Thanks again Abi :)

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  13. Quirina16 August 2011 at 09:04

    This poem transported me into sweet relief, beyond the pink hibiscus into tranquillity. Beautiful words, Abi. Recently I observed such beautiful blue dragon flies at a brook near us. Q x

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