Thursday, 13 December 2018

Friendship poem No:6


Friendships, family ties
the companionship of little children
an autumn forest flung in prodigality
against a deep blue sky, the intricate
design and haunting fragrance of a
flower, the counterpoint of a Bach
fugue or the melodic line of a
Beethoven sonata, the fluted note
of bird song, the glowing glory of
a sunset: the world is aflame with
things of eternal moment


BY: E Margaret Clarkson

8 comments:

Margaret D said...

Rather a nice poem.

Rick Watson said...

Very nice.
R

CWMartin said...

Love that last line...

Karen @BakingInATornado said...

Really makes you think, doesn't it?

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Margaret.......It is

Chris.........Indeed

Rick..........Thanks

Karen.........Yes it does

Marg said...

Great poem. Have a good evening.

Nancy Chan said...

Beautiful friendship poem. We all need friends.

Jo-Anne's Ramblings said...

Marg.......Thanks

Nancy.......That we do

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