Big Tent Poetry's weekly prompt inspired this poem, which includes a line form Robert Browning's poem, Among the Rocks
No Worries
by Laurie Kolp
Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth,
this autumn morning!
Must not you worry ‘bout a thing
Of this material world so greedy;
Rest thine eyes on nature’s beauty,
Its wonderment will make you sing.
Like the cardinal that shrills on high
Or the rhythmic wave of a cool breeze,
Warming timbers your senses please,
Red, orange, yellow against blue sky.
*Oh, good gigantic smile o’ the brown old earth,
this autumn morning!
~Robert Browning’s “Among the Rocks”
4 comments:
Laurie, this is beautiful: a wise and wonderful poem. Welcome to Bigtent.
Thank you for the kind words = )
Beautiful! Quite similar to the experience I had this morning on my hike in the lovely foothills of the Appalachians!
So visually beautiful...
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