There’s a place upon the mountain
where the forest meets the sky
Where the nightingales sing merrily
and robins learn to fly
It’s a place of peace and harmony
where I often go to dream
A place that brings me happiness
while lulling by the stream
A gorgeous lunar cinema
set among the nighttime stars
The silver eyes of heaven
piercing through my human scars
The tranquility and calmness
that I find upon my face
Can never be a measure
there must be spirits in this place
This mountain holds such mystery
placed within my view
As I watch a native light show
in a forest cloaked in blue
If I could have just one wish
I know what it would be
To stay there in that forest
and live amongst the trees
The patter of rains
would sing me lullabies of charm
Cradled in the highest limbs
keeping me from harm
There’s a place upon the mountain
where the forest meets the sky
Where the nightingales sign merrily
and robins learn to fly
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Beautiful !!
This is so beautiful, a perfect poem, calming, imaginetive. We all need this kind of place from time to time and you've found yours.
I love this piece and guess where it's going, straight into my favorites. this is the kind of poem a person could visit anytime and come away the better for having read it... again and again
and love, my friend
Dee
And guess what else... you've been Hood-winked by a Poetic Bandit
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Thanks Dee
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I think I feel the calming effect just from reading this. I am new to poetry all together but I hope I can find a place like that.....a calm place without a worry that my mind can spend some time!!
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It reminds me of home i miss you
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4 stars
wow nice work in ryming gives a very peaceful feel to it makes me wana go take a walk in the forest lol. n fanks for wat u sed in mine xxxx
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Thanks
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I think i have been to this place where the forest meets the sky. Well done
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This place sounds a lot like your real mountain home huh kiddo
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yep
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Great
i really like this im not really a deep emotional person or so i think so if my reviews seem a bit stale i dont mean them too but i like the rhyming of this poem i like the sort of deep happy feeling to it aswell. an thanks for looking at my poem your officially the only person to ever say that its good, cheers.
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Thank you
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so this is the mountain where you thought of me? looks like I know what your wish would be now, this was both lyrical and sweet and a true pleasure to read...peace
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You have a real talent for making the poem flow; it's easy to hear the pattern and it's nice on the ears. None of your rhymes sound forced either. Good vocabulary and pretty imagery.
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Beautiful
I like this poem very much. There is a good use of figurative language and it doesn't get caught up too much in rhyme scheme. It feels very natural. My favourite bit is "The patter of rains would sing me lullabies of charm Cradled in the highest limbs keeping me from harm" -
Realisation.
This is where I think of when am going through those rough times (: -
inspirational
Hey...thanks for the comment...this poem is...wow. It blew me away. It's very inspirational and calming. To be honest it actually fills me with hope. Lol that sounds corny but hey. ^.^ Wonderfully done.
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Simply Amazing.
The verdict basically explains how I feel about this poem. You have a knack for expression through words.
I love it.
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Bravo, Nicly Said
This is beautiful, nicly put into perspective, and the
rythm and rhyme was excellent
thank you I enjoyed it.
dragontuba
Best of wishes
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I have come to collect your beautiful poem!
I am carrying it off to Poetry Planet, where it will be featured with honor, Dear Dove!
Thank you! 
You can go to blogcentral.thereporter.com/planet and see it!
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this a very lovely poem, I grew up in a forest in Arizona, our house was in the forest among the trees, this bring back some many memories, of having fun in the forest, climbing the trees, and the brook that run thru it, and the cave in the mountain side that we play in. The wild onions we pic and eat, in the forest floor.
Now look at me sitting thinking about that forest, this is wonderful poem,
good luck in the contest, you deserve to win with this one,
John
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Very tranquil and an excellent flow, one question - did you mean the nightingales sing rather than sign? Besides that, this is so peaceful and gentle, I love it.
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Serene
Such a soothing flow to this poem. Lulls you into melacholy dreams of stary skies and lush green forest. good write I did enjoy this poetry.
The patter of rains would sing me
lullabies of charm
Cradled in the highest limbs keeping
me from harm
My favorite lines here
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Oh, Dove, this is a wonderful poem!
May I please post this excellent poem on the poetry blog I run for a newspaper in California? You can find it at:
blogcentral.thereporter.com/planet
We get a LOT of hits a day... sometimes between 600 and 800 and your poem would be enjoyed worldwide! It's lovely.
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Excellent
A wonderful piece with amazing rhythm and rhyme, loved the soft captivating flow that your words crafted so elequently. A beauty sweetie, I loved it Bunny
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Thank you very much Bunz I am thrilled you liked it
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