Trees relieve
and water channels thoughts
as trickles to the font
On moorland, megalithic menhirs
circle an ancient presence
four forceful winds in turn
fail to scatter such silence
More tranquil still
moss-glossed by slow, shaded streams
rocks mute
the lightest of leaf fall
Lilian prompts us to seek ‘Tranquillity‘ in 44 words for today’s quadrille
I love the way you portray those ancient rocks… it is to me like I hear their voice in the leave or as the moss would whisper.
I think the voice is utter silence in the sound proofed moss
Loving the alliteration here….I read it a second time but aloud so I could really hear the words. Tranquility, thy name is streams and moss and ancient rocks…mesmerizing!
thank you Lilian for listening to the sound of your excellent prompt in this poem
I love these rocks aged with the greenest of moss. What stories they could tell!
ahh yes but they never break the tranquillity with sound 😉
LOL- yes, and can you imagine how we would feel if they did speak to us?
:()
You had me at /megalithic menhirs/. Excellent word-smithing, imagery and phrasing. So far, this i\s my favorite poetic for this prompt; bravo.
blush! what an encouraging comment especially as I worked quite diligently on the phrasing
It takes a long collaboration beween the rocks, water, and moss, to carpet the rocks this way. It speaks of ancient wisdom that is found in nature. I love the idea of a tiny leaf falling on the cushion to rest.
comes to rest soundlessly 🙂
🙂
Beautifully penned Laura, I especially love the imagery in ‘moss-glossed by slow, shaded streams’ 🙂💖
thank you – I especially found what I wanted to say in that line
The muted beauty of silence, that not even the winds fail to scatter. An amazing tribute to nature.
thanks Grace – I could only ever think of nature for this prompt – and the photo I recently took spoke a thousand words so I only had to find 44 😉
Wow, spectacular writing.
thank you ❤
Welcome.
So good – love the alliteration “More tranquil still / moss-glossed by slow, shaded streams…” is a terrific line – and the final leaf fall is almost loud amidst the quiet you’ve created here.
thank you for that observation Peter – the leaf fall is positively timpanic!
I admire your artful use of the language.
thank you for that Mary
You’ve created a beautiful stillness. (K)
good to hear!