“The deserted mountain” #poem #poetry #verse #writing

The deserted mountain 
By emerald green a’carpeted 
Soared high into the lofty heights 
Above a distant realm 
Of patchwork fields in miniature 
Traversed by a silver stream 
As its barren rooftop of granite 
Vanished deep into the swirling mists
That teased the bright blue of the skies
With their swirls a myriad 
By an ever changing restlessness possessed 
This way and that a sliding 
Like oil on water
As in the sky they danced
Gracefully twirling and pirouetting 
Then hither and thither 
All about verily darting 
Amid whistling winds a piercing 
Around the mountain top a racing 
Desolating the tranquillity 
Of the placid rural idyll untrammelled

~ d.a.simpson ~

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