Sunday Whirl (Wordle #115) presents a list of words
that we must incorporate in a writing piece.
The words this week are:
bird, bridge, unstable, wild, bend, rock,
retreat, bear, lane, fallen, meadow, island
Simple Pleasures.
No man is an island, entire of itself,
- John Donne
Shady lanes can skirt the meadow,
Flowers can dot the track;
Birds can flit from copse to copse,
The wind be at your back.
With bridges span the burbling brook
Or step from rock to rock,
We can sit upon a fallen branch,
Not bending to the clock.
Such are the beauties of the wild,
Of the warm and fragrant land,
Where we retreat and can absorb
The serenity, first hand.
That said, it can be a load to bear,
Unstable and pretend—
The joy is multiplied many-fold
When you share it with a friend.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2013
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This is lovely, J Cosmo. The rhyme easily pulls me through the piece...it's a feel good write. I enjoy simple pleasures. Well penned.
ReplyDeleteWordsworthian quality about this. :)
ReplyDeleteI like the simplicity of joys - sitting and absorbing serenity, and of course, sharing it with a friend ~
ReplyDeleteSo much beauty in your words and I would love to be in a place like this!! Truly it sounds like paradise!!
ReplyDeleteI really like these simple pleasures! "Not bending to the clock" -wish I could spend more days like this!
ReplyDeleteI love your poem. It's perfect.
ReplyDeleteOh that we all can find places like this - and friends to share it with. Lovely - thank you.
ReplyDeleteAlas, I've done no hiking this summer, it's been too hot and I've been too lazy.
ReplyDeleteI adore old bridges. That photo is wonderful!
Lovely...well written...a beautiful mind picture painted....
ReplyDeleteSomehow you and I seem to have found the same place with these words. A refuge, retreat, secret place and yes, best shared with a friend, even a four-legged or winged one. Like the rhyme that pulls the reader slowly through the piece.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/2013/06/30/wild-gift/
How beautifully this poems flows with its rural appreciation.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem on friendship, J Cosmo.
ReplyDeletePamela
"Not bending to the clock". Lovely phrase. I just sojourned to Sedona alone and felt I was meant to go it alone. But also love the vacations my husband and I take. Beautiful writing!
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