MauEvig
Minstrel
I haven't written poems in a long time, yet I used to all the time in High School and I'm not sure why I stopped.
However, after one of my morning walks the country side around me inspired me to write.
Honestly, I'm not sure if this should be here or writing discussion, but since the forum more or less focuses on fantasy writing, I figured I'd put this here. The plus side here is that I was able to tap into my inner metaphor writing. I think I'm getting better at the whole metaphors thing, so yay!
Feel free to share your poems if you write any, or give feedback that's much appreciated.
This new poem is titled "As the Country Sleeps"
As the country sleeps
And grass turns to white diamonds
Fields shimmering in the day light
I continue on my morning walk
Down the same old road
And though the wind chills
And tickles my nose
To Jack Frost I say hello!
Light curiously peaks at me through the woods
Illuminating the world as it rests
Onward I journey
Curious that I might have turned into a dragon
For my breath is visable in the air
Yet such beauty to behold
And I a mere observer
Wide awake and going forward
To the bridge and back
Taking a moment to watch the river that never rests
Like the veins of nature itself bringing lifeblood to all living things
I take it all in
As a mere observer
As the country sleeps
However, after one of my morning walks the country side around me inspired me to write.
Honestly, I'm not sure if this should be here or writing discussion, but since the forum more or less focuses on fantasy writing, I figured I'd put this here. The plus side here is that I was able to tap into my inner metaphor writing. I think I'm getting better at the whole metaphors thing, so yay!
Feel free to share your poems if you write any, or give feedback that's much appreciated.
This new poem is titled "As the Country Sleeps"
As the country sleeps
And grass turns to white diamonds
Fields shimmering in the day light
I continue on my morning walk
Down the same old road
And though the wind chills
And tickles my nose
To Jack Frost I say hello!
Light curiously peaks at me through the woods
Illuminating the world as it rests
Onward I journey
Curious that I might have turned into a dragon
For my breath is visable in the air
Yet such beauty to behold
And I a mere observer
Wide awake and going forward
To the bridge and back
Taking a moment to watch the river that never rests
Like the veins of nature itself bringing lifeblood to all living things
I take it all in
As a mere observer
As the country sleeps