Black rocks showing on the skyline
call me every day. They beckon
me, come visit; I cannot delay.
Tall spires await expectantly,
cold lava from a distant time
stand silent in their majesty,
a challenge for the brave to climb.
Well, I'm too old for challenges,
adventure and dares; I look for
the beauty which I know is there.
Nature carved all these mountains
with violence, so wild and free,
though her work is yet unfinished,
her art work is a joy to see
Author notes
The old solidified lava spires call me from my own back yard.
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This is such a beautiful poem! I often think what nature sculpts are the most beautiful visions.. things that we cannot replicate even if we tried!
Just lovely Bob!
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I agree Jackie, Nature is the master sculpter, we are only imitators. I live in the country and am blessed with natural beauty every day. Your kind and generous comments are appreciated, thank you for taking the time.
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Must be the Warrumbungle Ranges? I had to check out again your poem about it just to be sure about the name
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You surely have a special connection with this mountain, Bob. That's very animistic, which I can relate because Erin has a similar connection with his trees also, in fact, he just recently visited his oak tree at Montgomery Woods as he felt that it's been calling him. I love nature and I caught myself a number of times talking to the sea, the fishes, trees, flowers and more frequently the stars, though I have yet to develop that particular connection with certain spirits of nature the way you had with the Warrumbungle or Erin with his woods. Maybe I'm just not as sensitive because I grew up in the city. I suspect I have a connection with this 70-year old santol tree beside our house, but I just don't notice because I see it everyday.
There are so much that I love about this poem. First and foremost is feeling that personal touch, which is actually what I love about all of your pieces. It always seems you're here talking to me with that natural humor, only that you tell it poetically. Your metaphors speak to me, as always. I love every stanza, but the wisdom and cleverness of the fourth is undeniable. Man has so much to learn from nature, and if you can appreciate nature with such depth, we all have a lot to learn from you.
Simply beautiful, Bob.
mornings,
joy
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Thank you for your wonderful support. This part of the Great Dividing Range is quite spectacular yet very ordinary. A volcano millions of years ago, and a big one, left it's mark. I have a lot more exploring to do before the next poem about it comes out.
It intrigues me because I can see the dark lava spires from my garden. We should all appreciate what nature has put there, in front of us, the sheer beauty of landscapes, rocks, Trees, mountains, valleys and rivers is quite beautiful. I try to take readers with me on my wordy trips around the countryside.
Yes, it is the Warrumbungle Ranges. Rough area 60 x 35 miles.
It is not a place to be complacent as it can be very very unforgiving at times.
Forever in your debt.
Bob
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Beautiful poem. To see this from your own backyard must be a wonder. I may never see these things, but at least i can say i read about them in your poem. (I never heard of the lava spires before) I'm gonna have to do some hard reading. This whole poem was delightful. So this is what they call, a sonnet? I only know the basic name of poetry.
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I'll message you some of the history. All I see is the dark rocks lining the horizon, the old lava, solidified, and left standing as the soil has gradually eroded away over millions of years.
It's my attempt at one of the many forms of sonnets. I really appreciate your kind comments. It helps to give me the incentive to keep going.
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Bob
A vision of beauy and adventure has been painted with your fine wordsand the mind allows us older folk to take a wonderful trip thru his vision.
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I wondered if I could do justice to those craggy rocks I see from my garden every day. Lis and I took a day trip up there and took a few photos but one day is not long enough. When it's not so cold we go again. Thank you for your kind comments
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