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Tuesday 9th November 2010 11:05 pm

Wading through a valley of familiar

undulating river beds

waters running high

frothing in the red of a rising sun

meeting corporate smiles

as wide as the canyon ahead

Bathing in the breath of a Western world

a cormorant sits on a boulder

at the edge of a mountain crag

slap dash stones scattered all around

casts an eye across the land he ruled

dwelling on the past to here

Then ponders the pathway before him

imagining glorious ponds

gliding over clouds in falsetto motion

dipping in time with leaping salmon

from fast flowing rivers to the sea.

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Elaine Booth

Mon 15th Nov 2010 16:35

That's what is so wonderful about poetry I think and good poetry in particular - it allows the audience to engage in dialogue with the piece, bringing into play their own interpretations. I too love such descriptive poems on nature. Thanks, Janet.

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Wed 10th Nov 2010 17:28

Thanks Steve, Laura and Ann.
Ann has this spot on. I love descriptive poetry and anything connected with nature so this was written as such.
Any hidden message that may be interpreted by the reader is unintentional but i have to admit that after i'd written it there seemed to be something in the second stanza which reflected my thoughts about the Prime minister of that time :-)
I certainly wouldn't expect anyone else to see it the way i did.

Laura Taylor

Wed 10th Nov 2010 14:36

Coming back to this...it keeps rolling round in my head. Feels like a comment on the rise of China's economy and the cormorant as capitalism. Perhaps that's just me, but my googling put me in mind of that...the red rising sun/corporate smiles...the release of the cormorant. Falsetto motion though...still mulling that one over.

I do really like this - more and more in fact

Ann Foxglove

Wed 10th Nov 2010 14:15

I love to write about a scene set out before me, and nature, and I can see you do too. Often others seem to find that there's no meaning to a descriptive piece, and dismiss it. Maybe they feel that some great big message should be added. I don't know, but I do like this. xx

Laura Taylor

Wed 10th Nov 2010 13:35

Undulating...one of my favourite words that. Together with somnolent, and tremulous. Sorry, going off on one there!

I like the structure to this. It's something I geek over, structure.

Cormorant eh? I just googled cos know nowt about 'em, and found that 'In the Far East, some fishermen make use of the cormorant's expertise, by training it to catch fish for them' - very interesting.

There's a lot more to this poem than meets the eye - it's dense as anything. Nice one

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