The Great Meadow
poem by:
Geoffrey Brewer
Written
on Oct 14, 2016
The Great Meadow Beyond the high hedge the great meadow extends to the sky Its fallow grasses fanned into waves by a breeze. While down the slope the bearded barley and rye Make a downy golden fabric that clothes the leas The largest field in England, so it's opined Though a child beside an endless Kansas prairie Beneath heavens that can be reached by heart and mind No distant scene but a piece of homeland friendly As I walked its hidden life became revealed A pheasant ran with ungainly comic indignity A startled cat leapt from a nest concealed And a sky lark rose to sing an unfettered symphony Across the counties were such prospects planned From days when mighty shires hauled their wains And still the fields and hedgerows shape the land So let it ever green and pleasant remain
Tags: happy, rhyme, imagery,
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Aina A commented:
That is very beautiful. An uplifting poem, very pleasant to read.
commented:
Agree with Aina's review. Very uplifting poem with a beautiful sense of serenity in the descriptive verses. Well written.
Geoffrey Brewer
commented:
Your feedback is valuable to me. Thanks
Christopher Russon
commented:
I feel like I am walking through the meadows reading your poem.well written.
Geoffrey Brewer
commented:
Thanks for the response
Frank Hornby .
commented on Jul 25, 2019 at 12:37pm
The imagery in your words is striking......I close my eyes, and can hear the skylarks "symphony".......beautiful....ðŸ‘ðŸ»
