Ivy

Age 17

Green as waters of the sea

Wends the secretive ivy;

Tendrils growing on the wall

Hide its mysteries from us all.

 

It covers all with shiny leaves

Hiding patterns that it weaves;

Never will it tell its tales

Of forests and misted vales.

 

Creeping, quiet in the night

It greets the moon of silver-white;

Glistening with the starry dew

It scatters darkness where it grew.

 

The ivy knows of secret things

Veils what the shadows bring;

Green tendrils growing up a wall

Hiding mysteries from us all.

 

 

Reviews

[Ink Angel]

I really love the imagery of this, I visulise the Ivy creeping up a very old cottage wall. The flow is also amazing. Hide its mystries from us all. It has taken me many years to appreciate nature, now thankfully I cant get enough of it. I feel this is a poem of gratitude to the planet. Thankyou

[Bare trees]

Going into my favorites.

[koty bell]

great write amazing truly:0

[Priscilla Sayers]

Simply beautiful.

[N.A.S.S]

short, sweet descriptive and mysterious!

[WhiteWillow]

This was nicely done. I love short pieces that can really paint a vivid picture, and I can picture it all! Great write