Sacred ground

poem in rhyming quatrains

 

 

Sacred ground

 

 

Between green banks where flowers grow.

Swift silver streams serenely flow.

There’s no sign of pollution here

 their waters flowing crystal clear. 

 

A scene worthy of paradise

that’s guaranteed to please the eyes

 of anyone invited to

come and spend an hour or two.

 

Here birds and beast find sanctuary

to live as they should, naturally.

 Safe from all human predators.

Still prey and preyed upon of course.

 

Each creature has an equal chance

 maintaining constant vigilance

. Some have to die so others live

 only the fittest will survive.

 

Although this land belongs to me

 I wield no real authority.

I’m subject to the self same laws

which nature can and does enforce.

 

The duty she has laid on me

is to maintain the secrecy

of where this peaceful haven lies

and I agree I think it wise.

 

7-Mar-08

Reviews

[V. K. Harris]

Nice imagery, well written.

[Dani California]

This is a really nice poem. It flows really well and I love the imagery. Nice work :)