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You’ve been away a long time,
far from home; let me remind you:
The moon blows;
weeping wind-scapes
leave mountains capped white
and lost lagoons
ripple with water’s edged mirror
A winding road migrating left;
sea to the high of heaven’s sky.
Angels learn to fly there
on wings white with fleece
dipping into golden halo’s.
The palest of blues
mar the skies kite strings
weaving to and fro with a
colourful string of opal pearls;
midnight’s opaque opposite.
Crimped waves crash;
sandy bleach-blonde land
twinkle with the sparkle of granite
reaching to an outcropping of gnarled
trees rooted into stone…
you live here,
in this wonderous province; welcome home.
Beautifully descriptive, well done Gwyd.
Les
I have missed this place.
Loved the poem, Gwydion.
B
You do paint vivid pictures with your words, and this is no exception. Well done.
Joe
Looks "wonderous". Good to read your work again.
If you‘re talking about the highway Gwydion, I prefer its old moniker... The Sqeamish Highway.
This is one of your finest pieces.
I can‘t believe you snuck back here without telling me you were coming! Lol
lovely to consider. i esp like this: 'sea to the high of heaven’s sky.'
thank you for all the reads and comments. Yes, Boo, this is about the sea to sky highway...I hear yah about the old path, but beauty is beauty and it takes my breathe every time.