Endless Beauty

Posted on October 14, 2020 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  dVerse Poets Pub - Three Little Words
(posted by (sarahsouthwest)

"Choose one of the 3-word combinations, and write a poem
3-12 lines long."


field, memory, magic


In my memory I slow-stepped
fields, meandered meadows
of magic color, trees of
every height and type–
scents of pine and hickory
surrounded me.  Water flowed
over outsized rocks.  If you
had an entire day, you still
could not experience all
this blissful park has 
to offer.  I want to go back.

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About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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14 Responses to Endless Beauty

  1. Tricia Sankey says:
    October 14, 2020 at 5:22 pm

    I like “meandered meadows of magic color,” lovely images here, thanks for the view!

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  2. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) says:
    October 14, 2020 at 7:33 pm

    It’s sad that we cannot go back… but maybe our memories deceive us… not everything was all good.

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  3. sanaarizvi says:
    October 14, 2020 at 11:01 pm

    This is so evocative. Though the memories haunt we mustn’t lose heart. We ll get through this. 💝

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  4. Beverly Crawford says:
    October 14, 2020 at 11:20 pm

    Your words took us to that lovely place. Thank you!

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  5. Grace says:
    October 15, 2020 at 12:16 am

    Me too, I would love to go back over to that magical place.

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  6. Ingrid says:
    October 15, 2020 at 6:55 am

    I really enjoyed this walk in the park: I do hope you get to go back there before too long!

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  7. sarahsouthwest says:
    October 15, 2020 at 7:17 pm

    A sigh of a poem. I like the way you round it off – starting with memory, ending with that statement “I want to go back”. Yes.

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