This Lazy Creek

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Life moves slowly down a lazy creek.


Standing on a rocky slope,

I see no emanation of forelorn hope.

There's beauty in shades of pearlescent green,

and a lazily water flow that's pristine.

The creek's pigment a penumbra of turquoise,

with patches of effervescent greens.

The stonefaces protrude like a whale's baleen,

a carpet of lichen's covers the rocky sloped scene,

shaded in yellow greens and rustic a few,

in the distant view, the conifers do peek through.

Branches of chartreuse colors the standing yews.

As I gaze across this picturesque scene,

I am in awe of the beauty that I see,

while Mother Earth paints the image of This Lazy Creek.

Submitted: April 12, 2012

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