Italian CountrysideA Poem by J SchwenkExplore the beautiful world.
Roaming along the countryside
Gazing at the vineyards and hills In front of the setting sun It colored the sky a deep shade of orange and pink Grass blades moved in symphony from the soft breeze Leaves rustled from the olive trees A man in the distance carried a basket of fresh Parmesan cheese and red wine Flowers embroidered the hills Looking like bright rubies on a green canvas We passed a man serenading his girl From the bottom of a hill The language sounds like romance to my ears The warm, soft breeze cuddled me like a blanket Loose stones shuffled under my feet as I walked Along the cobblestone road Taking in the beauty of the countryside A droplet of water fell on my cheeks I looked up at the sky It started to rain Warm water drops showered the countryside I smiled My dog ran around in circles in pure joy of the rain Italy looks more beautiful in the rain The fragrance of the rain along with fresh olives and wild flowers Smells indulging Cypress trees lined the hills The setting sun is visible above the horizon The rain eased Dusk fell And stars sprinkled across the night canvas Italy is even more breathtaking at night Candles appeared on the terrace and inside homes Looking like gold in the darkness Smiling I walked back to my villa with my dog trudging alongside me In the countryside of Tuscany.
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1 Review Added on August 11, 2014 Last Updated on August 11, 2014 AuthorJ SchwenkLondon, United KingdomAboutI'm a Psychology student living in London, United Kingdom. Lover of the arts, poetry, cooking, and travelling around the beautiful, insane, sweet world in search of finding myself. more..Writing
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