Sky View

(Inspired by a photograph of Vermont in the fall)

let me rise in an envelope
of heated air, a gentle ascent

a passenger in an air balloon
peering over a wicker basket

set to drift in an azure sky
unbroken hue of deepest blue

Vermont's forests spread wide
thick with a mix of rich vibrancy

leaves flutter their lashes
embarrassed petticoats all aflame

a daring medley of vermillion
splashed with green, daubed in gold

while the waters of a silent lake
duplicate all that my eyes could have seen

i may not get to go there
though I wish that I had been

Reviews

[CD Campbell]

This is really nice, beautiful imagery. Seeing through your eyes at a picture, leaves me jealous that I lack the the grace and understanding to see it the same way. I may have to send you pics of some of my extended family so I wont have to view them with such distaste. Lol

[Chris Shaw]

Funny response Great to have you visit my page, thank you.

CD. I have to say I would struggle turning people from a frog into a handsome Prince :)

Chris

[CD Campbell]

It is a really good poem. Sometimes I can get way to serious in a review and thought I would try to be a little light hearted lately. Have a good day, Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

I appreciated your humour. Have a great day yourself CD.

[Rhayne]

Another vivid imagery. Never been to Vermont, now I want to go even more. I'm in North Carolina and Pennsylvania is as far Northeast as I have ever been, but it seemed the countryside along I-95 just got more and more beautiful the further we drove. My dream is to make it to Maine someday.

[Chris Shaw]

Dear Rhayne. I hope your dream comes true. I have heard so much about Vermont, I just had to embrace the place in a poem. I am going to give you all my thanks for your spectacular support. You read many of my poems yesterday and I am just getting round to my responses. Thank you.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

thank you for this Chris....i was back on the beach of Tickle Naked Pond in Ryegate, looking at the beautiful mountain maples and the clear, cool, lake water.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

Jacob, I'm pleased my poem took you back there. I know that's a special place for you. I embraced it in a poem. I have another which I think is better, yet to post. The other two died :))

Chris

[Rye]

Beautiful write here,

a daring medley of vermillion
splashed with green, daubed in gold

Love this part.

[Chris Shaw]

Many thanks Rye, I am thrilled that you liked my poem. I appreciate your visits.

Chris

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Indeed you have captured in technicolour that photograph and the emotions it provoked in you in this lovely flowing piece Chris.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you John for checking in. I appreciate the encouragement.

Chris

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Beautiful! The lines that really danced for me are:

"leaves flutter their lashes
embarrassed petticoats all aflame"

I can just see the demure flirt of lashes on the blushing face of a shy girl. Very sweet.

I like how you wrote this in verse of two lines each, the vision clear, with words that softly speak.

Well done.

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Linda Marie for your kind comments. Your encouragement and visit are appreciated.

Chris