Lostock

First attempt at poetry, please leave feedback as i am wanting to hone what skills i have.

holidays away never felt more at home

when at Lostock both aesthetic beauty and soul

 

the natural charm could encapsulate all

with rivers running wild to heifers peaceful stroll

the country side reflects untamed and ravaged

while at same time tranquil and serenity

 

when the rain and the clouds come to engulf

the dam runs rampant and on ears is roaring

fish flutter over and sometimes boats

and at the base lay dragons dancing in the sun

 

green rolling hills seen in every direction

and trees so large that they hint at ancient

isolation is found here, but not the bad sort

a retreat from a bustling central city scape

 

the rocky scout camp stream with a surface like glass

and chilled mountain water that resembles the sky

I fail to see better on a scorching summers day

than drifting afloat with cold carlton in hand

 

and that quiet old trail that follows the river

with flowers and grass aplenty and great

the sweet scent of lavender, dirt and fresh

birds chirping sonnets and water seducing a swim

 

the populace imitates the nature of this place

kind, inviting, wild and free

although rough around the edges as country folk are

their hearts beats for all, gracious and full

 

the shindig weekends where beverages flow

and unity of community, a sight to behold

music on the stage conjures a field full of rambunctious

and the makeshift kitchens waft of rich gravy and beef so tender

 

leaving is hard but returning is easy

for you can hardly misremember the Lostock soul

 

driving away from a vacation household

holidays away never felt more at home 

Author's Note

constructive criticism is welcome.
please review.