Rondeau Prime
to drop the shield
Of human ego where I found
The open field.
Exhale.....
Open field; a retriever of now and forever paths to discover that the bent grass is resilient to travel traumas. Rebounds graceful , silent.
The light of the morning helps you see what was already there.
Beautiful hound!!
Wonderful symbolism - beautiful poetry.
You painted this scene with such beautiful words.
There’s nothing quite like the feeling of finding yourself in the middle of a delightful arrangement of iambs. So few Substack poets actually do it. Thank God for you!
I like the bathos of the ending.
Nice one, Poet Potter!
to drop the shield
Of human ego where I found
The open field.
Exhale.....
Open field; a retriever of now and forever paths to discover that the bent grass is resilient to travel traumas. Rebounds graceful , silent.
The light of the morning helps you see what was already there.
Beautiful hound!!
Wonderful symbolism - beautiful poetry.
You painted this scene with such beautiful words.
There’s nothing quite like the feeling of finding yourself in the middle of a delightful arrangement of iambs. So few Substack poets actually do it. Thank God for you!
I like the bathos of the ending.
Nice one, Poet Potter!