First hint of dawn blackbirds at song along hedgerows and
streams and where people have been I am alone
upon a hillside.
Down on my knees starlight falling through leaves
to this forest floor swept clean as a chapel.
In the distance broad places of people and the sounds
and the silences of livingness.
7 Replies to “Hillside”
“I get the most amazing imagery from this! Kevin you are a master!” S.S.
@RegineEbner with TopTweetTuesday, Jan 2022, “·Lovely ending to a poem rich in the moment of silent contemplation. Love the use of nature as a home for thought and being. Nice poem..”
Wow! I really like this. P.H.H.
Quite evocative and beautiful. H.A.
A most beautiful rendition
A picture perfect puzzle of life itself
Thank you, Scott. Your spaces and your poetry inspired it. So thanks for that too.