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Jun 27, 2012

CAROLINA HILL

Humid air envelopes like a lover
on this warm mid-summer day
The wind's so still it seems to hover
refusing to set trees to sway

I slowly walk through quiet green
which filters out the mid-day sun
whose scattered lances still are seen
piercing the leaves to floor of dun

Slow pace determined by the heat
even birds' flight seems to slow
with wings that hardly even beat
while casting shadows down below

Between planting and the harvest time
this lethargic pace is best
and rapid movement seems a crime
best sit within the shade and rest

Indeed it seems the very day
is in no hurry to depart
taking hours more to end its stay
after a calm dewy start

So I sit while silence rings
on this shaded silent hill
soaking up the peace such stillness brings
while awaiting evening's whippoorwill

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost

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Comments

Rula

Rula

12 years 10 months ago

I am always captured by the detailed description . You take
us with few well-chosen words into many beautiful places we
won't know about if I didn't read you.

Only one suggestion:

Slow pace determined by the heat
even birds' flight seems to slow
with wings that hardly even beat
while casting shadows on the ground > while casting on the ground their shadow

(IMO) this would keep the flow of the rhyme all through
Thanks for sharing

S

I'm always pleased to share a journey with you. And trust me to Not spot that I left out "below" at end of that line lol. Thanks for the eagle eye..................stan

judyanne

oh so favourite lines…
‘and rapid movement seems a crime
best sit within the shade and rest ‘

a wonderful write stan, it so had me flowing with you - except in a few places (( smile - lol )) where judyanneMM reared her ugly head

‘on this warm mid-summer day’ - syllable short
need
‘on DUM this warm mid-summer day’

(scansion out)
Be - TWEEN PLANT - ing and the HAR - vest TIME

‘ this lethargic pce is best’ - (do you mean ‘peace’?)

‘taking hours (more) to end its stay
after a calm (ta) dewy start
.... soaking (up the) peace such stillness brings
(while) awaiting evening's whippoorwill’
all scansion out here stan, and spoils a beautiful write. imho it needs a tad more work

and typo
‘even birds' flight seems to slow’ - (too)

one other tiny thing
‘So I sit while silence rings
on this shaded silent hill’
you have used silence/silent – just a tad too close I think – maybe another word?

I love this stan – each verse is as descriptive the others, I went on a wonderful journey of remembrance

hugs
love judy
xxxx

S

the "to" is not a typo as in to slow down
but I fixed the "pace " typo and am thinking over the other stuff. As always I appreciate your visit...........stan