Ecstatic explosions of shimmering white;
Descending and dashing in sounds out of Hell,
Destroying and building a staggering sight
With element easily held in a well.
The forces of nature as never contained
Refuse all demands that they should be constrained.
Imperial majesty plunging to doom,
Unstoppable force boasting beauty undreamt.
A halo of colour that shines above gloom,
Surrounded by jungles of gardens, unkempt.
The beauty the gods see, each night, as they sleep
Is lost to the world in a chasm so deep.
No man-made construction can rival the power
Of the surges and urges of seasons of rain.
It starts with a patter of innocent shower
And ends at a lake that a river must drain.
The greatest of marvels that scatter the Earth
Are the falls and the forces that water its girth.
In all of the continents peopled by man;
Beneath crashing clouds that are mothers to might,
The rivers have sculpted the mapmakers plan
By carving through mountains that rise overnight.
From streams through to torrents to rivers like seas,
The daughters of raindrops bring rocks to their knees.
The waters of nature hold visions sublime
Unmatched by the paintings that artists have framed.
It's only the poet in free verse or rhyme
Can equal the waterfall's beauty untamed.
Each colour and pattern that's conjured from light
Is matched by the works in which Winklings delight.
Author notes
Sorry no white tigers
In a list
A contest entry
- #105 - Untamed Beauty by Winklings Account.
2625 points, ended July 30, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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No white tigers needed. And that last stanza? Oh my my my.
It just HAS to be true. Thank you for this brilliant entry.
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"No man-made construction can rival the power
Of the surges and urges of seasons of rain.
It starts with a patter of innocent shower
And ends at a lake that a river must drain.
The greatest of marvels that scatter the Earth
Are the falls and the forces that water its girth."
This STANZA says it all and is simply stellar. I read through this like a knife through butter. Smooth, slick, smart! Ahhhh. Excellent.
You have raised the bar dear poet. Well done. Best of luck in the judging. ~Pamela
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This wonderous expression of your poets pen excedes expectations in my inspired heart.True craftsmenship of the powers of the pen.
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So much power in a single drop of water, I too, like the line, "the daughters of raindrops bring rocks to their knees" Impeccable rhyme and fabulous words coming together in a winkling.
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Came down this morning and read this, it so captures the force of water beautifully from a raindrop to a torrent.
Well done
Sue
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First class.
"The daughters of raindrops bring rocks to their knees."
Damn, you are good.
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A spiral of power here.
Well done honey.
Best wishes in the contest
Love you
Tory
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Mmm I often wonder about weather and the fat in often reminds me of a woman...wild and untameable. Perhaps the poet captures all this and the beauty quite well. Love, C
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