In dance through nature's many auras
skipping across in gurgling laughter
swirling round bragging, rocky boulders
no match for forces in fervour bound.
With gentle sway through silent fields
as crocus nod their heads in awe
life giving essence for man and beast
with bubbling clarity, displaying energy.
As intense wind whips through the trees
control is lost in vigorous surge
with glorious wonder journey is eclipsed
in pristine prance in misty cloud.
In flight of freedom quest proceeds
towards finale in rippling prance.
Author notes
Title of the Photo: "Bridalveil Falls"
Photographer: Ansel Adams
A contest entry
- Another Ansel Adams Contest by poetryality.
525 points, ended February 10, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Liked the alliteration used in these lines to describe this picture served to inspire us writers in this contest. Very vivid images brought to mind - lovely gold, congratulations.
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Wonderful! This write has incredible power and movement, along with brilliant imagery. I loved "swirling round bragging, rocky boulders
no match for forces in fervour bound."
Congrats on the gold!
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Brilliant! Cleverly crafted with raging imagery and thunderous word usage. Again, Brilliant!
Thank you for this entry in my contest. You make me see, hear, smell, feel, and taste the photograph and it doesn't even adorn your page. Wonderful graphical writ.
Much Love & Respect ♥
Renee
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and doesn't the watetfall make the most exquisite journey,, finely crafted, great xx
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Love your picture and poem...good luck
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wow gran this is a brilliant piece and i could image and feel the nature your wording is so beautiful well done
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