Meadow

She ran

Through the

Greenery of the

Meadow

The dew drops

Sticking to her bare feet

She stopped

At the sight of

Beautiful swans

Adrift in the crystal of the

Brook

Their cotton coloured wings

Fluttered in the wind

Her blonde hair

Streamed behind her

In the wind of

The beautiful spring day

The sun smiled down

Upon this

Glorious

Meadow

She sat upon

A seat of grass

And silently watched

The beauty of

The swans

Reviews

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Congratulations on winning Picture-Poem-This-13 contest!

Sal

[J.Black]

Well done, I pop a bottle and toast you. This was so beautiful in every way. What divine poetry you brought here.

[Anita B Jacques]

Great write sweetie, picture perfect, like it better then my poem, A Special Spring Day God Blees

Annie

[Arthur Crow]

Wow, this is most excellent poetry!
You weave lush descriptions and a wonderful mood... so dreamy and flowing.

Well done.

[That Weirdo You Just Mi..]

I really like this one hun. Yes it is calming and being ADD it makes me think about Swans. I love swans. Sorry back to the review rofl. This was really good, even if I have SOME grudges against blonde girls. Kj?

[Wicahpi]

I, too, agree. Very calming, indeed.
Thank you for your sweet entry into
the Picture Poem This (13) contest!

W.I.

[Raven Wilson]

This is very calming, I find myself wanted to go see those swans...although in my experience swans are rather aggressive and loud heh ^_^'