IN NORWAY 1976

As I ascended the hill

the air became ever more still

until it hung crystal as a chandelier,

pine forests leaning dark

against a clear stunning sky of biting cold.

 

and when I reached the lake

it was glass as sure as a dream,

as deep as its needs required,

a secret hid from man in his selfish trance.

 

and I thought looking back to hear no sound

there was the whispering of a crystal elfin dance.

◄ A SOLDIER THAT CAME HOME

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raypool

Wed 21st Nov 2018 21:26

Keith and Megan, thanks for liking this!

Hannah, Beno, John Anya and Martin, glad you enjoyed the poem, thanks for commenting.

Thanks for the ideas David. That place was the closest I've ever got to a place of peace. Bloody freezing, though low humidity. I had days off on that tour and that was one. The last line was the icing on the cake.

Ray.

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Martin Elder

Tue 20th Nov 2018 22:48

A beautiful piece of poetry Ray

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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 20th Nov 2018 10:25

Ray,

did you get lost on your way back to the Hotel after the gig again? you can die out there in the cold mate.

The last line sounds to me as if you should attempt to turn that experience into a piece of music, I think you should.

David.

Anya

Tue 20th Nov 2018 09:34

Beautiful images! Love it! 😘

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John Coopey

Tue 20th Nov 2018 08:40

Very pictorial, Ray. Nice work.

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Mon 19th Nov 2018 16:33

It sounds like my kinda place. Magic.
Beno.

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Hannah Collins

Mon 19th Nov 2018 16:23

A beautiful descriptive poem.

Hannah

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