Copper Crown

I was startled by the beauty of a tree in my neighbor's yard

Twas trick of yonder setting sun cast gold upon the grounds

The lengthening of shadows made monsters of my hounds

Looking towards the bleeding sky to watch the sun go down

I was romanced into poetry by the copper of your crown

I tried to name the color, but names, they do abound...

A lighter shade than ochre, not quite a sultry brown

More golden than a fallow, camel, or any tawny that I've found

No, there's nothing quite as pretty as the copper of your crown

Author's Note

I looked up, and the golden sunlight was perfectly highlighting the top of this tree. Who knows if it was a trick of the light, but the color was just startling and beautiful

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Copper Crown'
D. Connolly,
You brought me right to where your eyes were. Your neighbors copper crowned tree must have been spectacular. It sounds like it was an unexpected gem of a time-of a moment. Sometimes we are jolted from the regularity of life and reminded that our souls are made to respond to the beauties and charms of nature. I am so glad this was shared. We are made better for these experiences and reminders of them from what we share with others as you have done.
Blessings,
Kathy

[D Connolly]

thank-you Kathy

[Nigel Newman]

Very nicely done I find! The rhyme in every single line. Descriptions strong but still combine. A fuller picture to enshrine. The golden crown at twilight-time. So wondrous pure and sweet sublime. Like droplets glassed on chilled white wine. There really is no other kind!

Sunlight at the start and close of days is so wonderfully intense. Like you, I adore the way it colours the grass and trees. The world feels safer, somehow, more at one. Very nicely done!

BRs
Nigel

[D Connolly]

Ha! What a great review! Thanks Nigel!

[Tom]

Nature's vibrant hues are indeed inspiring as your finely worded poem vindicates....Wonderfully uplifting!

[D Connolly]

Hi Tom! Thank-you!

[barleygirl]

LOVE THIS! What an excursion of word play! I love the extended rhyme of only a single sound, along with the bouncy rhythm that speaks to the fun you're having at that moment. Such great imagination: "monsters of my hounds" . . . "ochre not quite a sultry brown" (love it when poets use a variety of unusual colors) . . . & the title phrase, too. I love the way you stretched this experience out for the reader, so we could savor it with you.

[D Connolly]

I'm so glad you enjoyed! I've been watching it turn a lovely green over the past several weeks, and now it even houses an owl :)

[barleygirl]

Having an owl to spy over the coming weeks is a special treat! (((HUGS)))

[emmajoy]

Such fine meter and a wonderful description about your glorious surroundings. Every day outdoors has its own magical tones, whether vibrant or subtle In fact, temperamental Nature is where Life truly is..

' Looking towards the bleeding sky to watch the sun go down ' - thinking over that phrase really paints a mind picture!

[D Connolly]

Thank-you Emma! I love sitting in the back yard watching nature unfold. It's really nice, no matter what time of day it is. I get so much inspiration from my back yard

[Lydia Shutter]

Watching a sunset in Florida can be magical. What a lovely nature write. Good rhyming. Lydi**

[D Connolly]

Thank-you Lydia

[Kathryn Smith]

This is short and sweet and right to the point...I hike in the woods a lot in the summers and often get swept away by the beauty of nature. Well done, well written my friend! :) x

[D Connolly]

Thanks Kathryn!

[Einstein Noodle]

you have captured our dilemma perfectly ... we see beauty evrywhere but now how to get it out ..i like this poem a lot because it not only captures the aspirations but the work and struggle writers go though to present something spectacular, spectacular for others to have the same experience ... (i do think you mean caramel not camel in L7;)
i like the overall font and line spacing .. it makes your poem instantly clear and easy flowing ... before even reading ... i take our wonder dog Bella out early in the morning and when the moon is so very bright (as in the snow moons of the last several days) it throws shadows from the trees and moon glow all over the ground .. i do not even begin to attempt to describe it ... but one of these days i may .. very enjoyable read for me Big D!
E.

[D Connolly]

thank-you Einie! Actually I DID mean camel... there are so many different yellows and browns to choose from! I went through my bucket of pencils; dumped them out and sorted through, my husband looked at me a little strange LOL but he's learned to not interrupt the creative flow. The parts where I was deciding on the color was actually happening as I dug through hundreds of pencils and paints haha!

[D Connolly]

Oh yeah, then he made me clean everything up, along with the records strewn around the floor as well... so confining!

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha so funny ..good man says i .. to put up with an artist ;) hard to be a fan of the beauty of the color camel for me .. my instant pictures of the mind have to get through the spitting and smell to embrace the beautiful hair of brown ..:) so you have stretched me this morning..for which i am always grateful!

[D Connolly]

LOL very funny! :)

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ....................

[Norman 223]

We have a lime tree whose leaves become brown on top, but white underneath in autumn which
creates a beautiful pattern of contantly changing colour, so I can fully appreciate the effect of your poem.

[D Connolly]

We don't often get to see a drastic change in the leaves during seasons, but we can see slight changes during the day if we watch closely. Thank-you for reading :)

[Pete]

this poem rocks. beautiful & elegant, yet powerful. smooth flow. magical imagery. nature does wear a 'crown' as far as i'm concerned. last line is classic. this just uplifted me. 'nuff said.

[D Connolly]

Thank-you Pete