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This Country of Mine
Contributed by
ammar
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Thursday, 11th March 2010 @ 06:43:39 AM in AEST
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ChildrensPoetry
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The formidable mountains and valleys in the north
The lush meadows and the snow-capped peaks
The mighty sea bordering the south
The natural harbours and the numerous creeks
The rivers and fertile lands of the east
The bordering hills, the lakes and forests
The massive plains and the sprawling cities
Combined with the raw beauty of the west
The splendid gardens and the lofty monuments
The ancient mosques and palaces so vast
The modern buildings of intriguing design
These glimpses into the future, and remnants of the past
Such is this country, this land of mine
With its rugged beauty, and features so calm
Its marvellous structures and the diverse landscape
Its fascinating landmarks, its unique charm
Copyright ©
ammar
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Re: This Country of Mine
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by Fuzzy on
Thursday, 11th March 2010 @ 07:07:02 AM AEST
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This paints,a picture in the mind
enjoyed this very much.
well written
Take care
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Re: This Country of Mine
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by FlintHunter on
Friday, 30th September 2011 @ 07:34:00 AM AEST
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In 'This Country of Mine' a stranger is able to see the natural and man-made wonders of a distant land. This is a painting -- a mural -- with a multiplicity of scenes -- all woven together. It is not a series of separate pictures. It reminds me of a certain artist's work in which there are beautiful cities -- but no figures. Sometimes the figures disturb the landscape. We begin to feel as if we-alone view this scenery... a little unnerving... which strikes me as an important 'under-painting' to this lush canvas. An interesting paradox thus. A connection to the natural and built-up features -- a stranger connection to persons unseen -- that seems somewhat tenuous. This speaks of more than portrayal; I am not sure of the WHAT -- but -- to me -- it is Is... I ramble -- why? -- because I am anxious. I would bet that you, Ammar, didn't write this poem as much as this special poem wrote You. What?
--FlintHunter
Contributed by ammar on Thursday, March 11 2010 @ 06:43:39 AEST
Topic: Children's Poetry
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