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Symphony of Sense
Posted by Douglas, Jul 12, 2008. 1446 views. ID = 1477
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 | After my last hike, I wrote Blueberries, but this is the poem I really wanted to write. I had to give up on fitting "blueberries" into an iambic meter, so it's just "wild mountain berries" instead.
Quatrain #1: An old perception
Quatrain #2: Silent contemplation
Quatrain #3: The missing sense
Couplet: The new perception |  | This post has been awarded 28 stars by 7 readers. |  | This post is Part 9 of a writing series titled Stories and Poems About Mountains. |
I once believed that there was naught more grand
Than sitting on a rocky ledge above,
And sharing views of distant peaks and lands,
With friends and family, both dear and loved.
While skittish clouds would dance with wild caprice,
In silence there we'd sit and contemplate
Exquisite wonders of this masterpiece
Of rock and soil and sky God did create.
Rejoice in sound and smell, in touch and sight,
Yet in the midst of pleasures so intense,
I missed the coda of a great delight -
A wild, Unfinished Symphony of Sense.
But here I've found wild mountain berries sweet,
And thus at last the symphony's complete.
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