Colorado DreamsA Poem by SammiA poem of my home I like a lot! :)Colorado Dreams Tall, silver aspen frame soft evergreen, the mighty elk across deep valleys roam, in heavens high a billion stars are seen; I’m thankful Colorado is my home.
Amongst Lantana on the mountainside White Clover grows midst slender Pussytoes, from Flagstaff Mountain, Boulder shows its pride, lush bouquet born of Mallow softly flows.
Folk living there are known for friendly ways, that welcome strangers as if native-born, as though no other place on earth displays such glories there that Nature’s hands adorn.
Come meet me in yon glens beside cool streams, embrace us there in Colorado dreams. (below is a corrected version after Fabian G. Franklin's review pointed out that some of the wordage I used makes my poem seem outdated archaic and antiquated ["yon glens” "midst” and “amongst" are not at all fitting with the rest of your poem] with pedantic connotation and affectation. And it just seems phony and fake in the delivery that using such language many are apt not to even understand you. I just don't see the use or point of making it sound fake with affectation.) Corrected words and changes are in red. I hope these corrections make this a more understood less phony and fake poem for everyone to enjoy better. Thank you for your help Fabian. Colorado Dreams Tall, silver aspen frame soft evergreen, the mighty elk across deep valleys roam, in heavens high a billion stars are seen; I’m thankful Colorado is my home.
Among Lantana on the mountainside, White Clover grows mid slender Pussytoes, from Flagstaff Mountain, Boulder shows its pride, lush bouquet born of Mallow gently flows.
Folk living there are known for friendly ways that welcome strangers as if native-born; as though no other place on earth displays such glories there that Nature’s hands adorn.
In verdant glens we'll meet beside cool streams, embracing there in Colorado dreams. © 2022 SammiAuthor's Note
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17 Reviews Added on July 31, 2016 Last Updated on March 12, 2022 AuthorSammiJust outside Boulder, COAboutI'm not really very new here I've just been gone for awhile. I think poetry is a gift from the soul the mind and the heart meant to learn well and share with all. :) I'm a 48 year old widow a wo.. more..Writing
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