Beside the bank of small river,
The village is very cool in summer.
Placed two high benches in wet sand,
Put a bampoo board to make a bed by hand.
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nice piece fellow poet i enjoyed reading the poem thanks for sharing
Lovely train of thoughts well encapsulated, nicely encapsulated and insightfully penned in poetic diction with conviction. Thanks for sharing Lily. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
High Mountain Memories Embedded In Soul always loved winter stars in winter skies in clear sky Southern Alps mountains watching stars silent until cold bite chills shaking climbed high into mountains found a smoother place to sleep on a riverbed edge laid down to sleep in a sleeping bag under passing stars trying to stay awake for hours watching stars run in ink black sky just overhead until sleep claimed night star watching soul waking late in hot summer morning in the stillness alone as summer river streams past whispers waters crystal clear golden secrets embedded high mountain memories Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Stars Bright Shine In High Mountain Memories I always loved winter stars in winter skies in clear skies Southern Alps mountains watching stars silent until cold bite chills shaking I have climbed high into beloved kiwi mountains therein found a smoother place to silent sleep in spring summer warmer seasons mountain breath inhaling breathing savouring on peaceful secluded civilization lost isolated flat a riverbed edges laid down to sleep in a sleeping bag trying to stay awake for watchful hours watching stars run in ink black sky just overhead until peace sleep came quiet claimed night stars watching soul waking late in heat bright hot summer morning in the stillness alone as summer river streams past whispers is golden dust grains high mountain memories Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Mountain Touching Stars hours watching stars run in clear ink black sky just overhead until sleep claimed night star watching soul waking late in hot summer morning in the stillness alone as summer river streams past whispers is crystal clear golden notes pure high mountain memories Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
River Crystal Water Whispers river streams past whispers crystal clear golden notes pure high mountain memories Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Night Star Watching Soul claimed night star watching soul waking late in hot summer morning in midmorning summer stillness alone Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Plucking Eating Stars Like Ripe Plums retching up plucking stars eating stars like ripe plums filling belly with dripping stars Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Clear Ink Black Sky hours watching stars run in clear ink black sky just overhead until sleep Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Wild Spaces Sleeping resting in a sleeping bag under night sky pantheon passing stars wonder trying to stay awake Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Laid Down To Sleep In High Mountains climbed high into mountains found a smoother place to sleep on a quiet riverbed flat to sleep Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Winter Star Chills watching stars silent until cold bite shaking chills Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
Winter Stars In Winter Skies always loved winter stars in winter skies in clear sky Southern Alps mountains Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Cool Bed' by the poet Lily YANG. Dedicated to the poet Lily YANG.
I always loved winter stars in winter skies, in clear sky Southern Alps mountains, watching stars silent until cold bite chills shaking, I have climbed high into the mountains, found a smoother place to sleep on a riverbed edge, laid down to sleep in a sleeping bag, trying to stay awake for hours, watching stars run in ink black sky just overhead, until sleep claimed night star watching soul, waking late in the hot summer morning, in the stillness alone as summer river streams past whispers :) 10+++ is the golden worth of high mountain memories
Your work is so fresh, uncomplicated yet profoundly crystal in the imaging. Love it. A very talented young woman people need to hear.10/10.