Oh the beauty of the valley,
Swept with the new day’s mist—
Timeless splendour through rolling hills
Capture the essence of creation.
Mountains rise above the plains,
Casting shadows like a caressing hug—
Calmness enfolds the perilous terrains
Mirror the heart of their designer.
Distant thunder announces the rain,
Freshness rises to the clouds—
Soundless rhythm of the breeze
Captivate the plan of each formation.
I can almost hear the angels sing,
Hundreds praise the name of the Lord—
An endless chorus fills the air
Praise to God, the founding author.
© Chrissy Siggee
From my book – Glimpses of His Glory
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
From my book Glimpses of His Glory
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I like that you conclude all that beauty of nature in tribute to God. A beautiful poem.
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Thank you. 🙂
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Sorry, I’m just a bit “old Hat”. Capitalising is one thing I was taught to do from a very young age but I also drop the capitals depending on the poem. I’ve never been good at placing commas in the right places. I often remove commas at a readers suggestion only to be told by another that I needed a comma. I don’t think I do to badly for someone who only got as far as the first year of high school. It doesn’t bother me anymore and I’m not offended by comments and never by ones that are nicely said. Thank you. 🙂
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I have moved from Capitalising the first word of every line to a less formal approach – it was suggested that my Capitalising was ‘old hat’ – I am usually reluctant to change my style, buttons having done so I just use it as a means to make more prose-like poetry.
‘It matters not what others think,
I write the words, and they shall blink.’
Lovely imagery, there is possibly a place where I would put a comma in to clarify, but ignore my pedantic ways. Lovely words that carry the scene and thought well. G:)
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Sorry, I’m just a bit “old Hat”. Capitalising is one thing I was taught to do from a very young age but I also drop the capitals depending on the poem. I’ve never been good at placing commas in the right places. I often remove commas at a readers suggestion only to be told by another that I needed a comma. I don’t think I do to badly for someone who only got as far as the first year of high school. It doesn’t bother me anymore and I’m not offended by comments and never by ones that are nicely said. Thank you. 🙂
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I was quite happy being ‘old hat’ until some ‘poet’ brought me to task on it. He Was Full Of Himself! I left that poetry group as I felt my ‘style’ was looked down upon by some.
Be yourself and write your words as you wish them.
Take care and stay safe.
G:)
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Yes, I too left a writers group. Similar reasons. Most told me my poems weren’t poems at all because they don’t rhyme. My great, great, great uncle, Henry Lawson, rarely used rhyme.
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I think that might be 4 greats. I’m no good at math either. LOL!
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‘Casting shadows like a caressing hug’ is a beautiful line
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Thanks Derrick.
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Beautiful!
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Thank You Tim!
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I smelled clean perfume. Ty
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Very good!
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Thank you Rue
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You’re welcome.
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