Long, long, long, long ago,
There lived a man named Santiago
He loved to play his pipe day long,
By the rivulet and hill along.
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Squirrels cracked nuts to share. The song birds singing moved around, Keeping in pace with his lovely sound........beautiful description..lovely poetic diction.. thank u dear poetess , , tony
With its melody danced the trees, The brooklet stopped going freeze. The sky remained azure always, The Sun could not withdraw his rays. the beauty of the music played by a simple soul in Santiago. Beautiful poem of nature and love. thank you. tony
A lovely urban legend well articulated and nicely penned. It's a beautiful story. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MZANSI AND THE BALLOT BOX.
So lovely...I read and read it more than twice.....a leaf of writing picked..Thanks for sharing
nature's rhythem told in music and poetry..lovely poem...
nature's rhythem told in music and poetry..lovely poem...
Yet another poem of yours that moved me. Basically I'm a dire lover of nature and here you've painted a serene nature in your poetic canvas. So nice.
I can swear that Santiago is really me in another time and place! I think I meet all his qualities except that I don't play any instrument, I just write poems and dance! Well Crafted write! Thank you for sharing and keep it up! God Bless You! Romeo-NYC
Happy is this guy.lives in his own world, plays pipe and nature plays along.he gives us a message, we don't need pots full of money to be happy, all we need is desire to be happy (and something we love to do-even though no one else likes it- so we don't end up doing bad things!) no one forces us to be sad or happy, it's what we choose to be.
I have a question too. who is Santiago? , it is true neither you have copied me nor i have but my poem 'the solitude ' is identical.
in the notes of the poem, would you please write down the address of Santiago......? ? ? :)
Now thats a welcome change a beautiful poem..Santi u will surely live for long long long long
f u