SerenityA Poem by Chris Shaw
how that Goring bridge glows gold
as the sinking sun goes down in a blaze of burnished bright in a world that's upsidedown while the geese in convoy swim upstream in the fading light bouquets of the river banks hide their beauty to the night stars though find the time to shine as the pale moon shows her face crystal waters of the weir drift in patterns like fine lace Goddess Gaia you I praise bless your gifts on doldrums days © 2022 Chris ShawFeatured Review
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22 Reviews Added on July 31, 2022 Last Updated on July 31, 2022 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..Writing
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