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Rolling Blue Hills

Contributed by mecatpurrson on Friday, 20th June 2008 @ 06:46:20 PM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



Rolling Blue Hills
by Helen George

Traveling the highway, in the distance explode
The rolling blue hills of my childhood abode,
The hills are my strength, they're calling to me,
And I know that back home is where I need to be.

I'm yearning to traverse the hills once again,
Feel the sun on my back, lift my face to the wind,
Reminiscing in silence, as my mind wanders back,
To happier times when I walked the dirt tracks.

At the summit I stop, my heart swells in my chest,
As I calmly survey the distant valley at rest,
For endless miles such beauty abounds,
So quiet and peaceful - in awe I gaze down.

Yes, those splendid blue hills are calling my name,
Weaving their wonder, staking their claim,
I give in to their charm, and I know all is well,
I'm entranced by their beauty, caught in their spell.




Copyright © mecatpurrson ... [ 2008-06-20 18:46:20]
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Re: Rolling Blue Hills (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Friday, 20th June 2008 @ 06:51:31 PM AEST
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Beautiful..
Makes me wish that I was back where I grew up. Thank you so much for sharing.

Rich


Re: Rolling Blue Hills (User Rating: 1 )
by kelly_may on Friday, 20th June 2008 @ 08:37:53 PM AEST
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this is beautifully written


Re: Rolling Blue Hills (User Rating: 1 )
by Supercreep on Sunday, 22nd June 2008 @ 01:41:30 AM AEST
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Hi Helen,

this is a beautiful poem. Reminds me of walking holidays from which I saw so many beautiful memories. Your poem made me also think of the biblical expression 'as old as the hills' perhaps you were indirectly inspired by this?

cheers,
SC




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