I Liked the Picture

Not sure if this counts as a poem or a story, maybe someone can enlighten me.

I Liked the Picture.

I visited an art gallery with some friends from the city. Inside, untouched by weather and lit by industrial lamps, a picture.

 A reflection of the countryside, an Artists impression, a vista, a view. 

People were drawn, captivated by the scene. 

They commented on subtle hues and powerful strokes.

 They spoke of bold colours and light, of a perfect composition.

 the eruption of life and dark undercurrent with intent drawing the seeker in.

I liked the picture.

At home, past the trees, I turn to gaze upon the valley.

In spring the sun casts its rays on the lambs who dance. The woodpeckers hammer for their soul and the last of the cool winds prickle my skin, while the birds sing songs of romance.

In summer the sheep dream under shading trees. The preying birds majestic, crowning trees dressed in robes of green. Nuthatch's trill with laughter while singing Nightingales regale with daring tales and sad ballads.

In autumn the wet winds bring deep pools. Fierce gales blow the trees, who howl as their leaves rich in colours of reds, golds, purples and copper are torn free and borne, bobbing like fishing boats racing afore the storm.

In winter the valley is clothed in white. The trees are dark, stripped bare. The icy tendrils of wind prise their way through gaps in my clothing. Snowy tracks spiral their way up the valley, their painters long dispersed.

I liked the picture,

I like mine more.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Descriptive and wonderful...:).........................

[carrotcruncher]

Thank you for taking the time to read it.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)....................

[Jack V.]

Haha. I'd give ya a virtual round of applause if I could. I know some people give reviews as a way to build their points, I'll admit, I kind of do it too...
Well, yours deserves a solid accolade. Cheers dude. I really want to continue reading more of your work, but my paycheck needs another hour's worth of attention. Later when I check out for the day I'll hop back into it. Can't wait to see how much more you've got tucked away. Rare gem to find genuinely witty and talented writers on this site...

[carrotcruncher]

I'm very thankful you can't see how red my cheeks are, Not much tucked away I'm afraid I decided to start writing three days ago because of a challenge after a couple of ciders.

[Jack V.]

lol. Well, keep it up. I like what cider does with your pen.

[Rick Stassi]

captivated in your description - and art cannot imitate life, it only can try.

[carrotcruncher]

I agree completely, mother nature perfected landscapes long before the artists brush

[costa siwale]

Awesome imagery you paint here..I like this poem

[carrotcruncher]

thank you for the kind words.