Hello M

This is excellent, particularly as I have heard a little of this place (wink)
I, too, have often been overwhelmed when touching something so ancient; real perspective takes over for those brief seconds - the kind of perspective you wish you could carry with you permanently through life, when you are aware how insignificant you are and how all those problems are only very little problems in the greater scheme of things....but it always seems to evaporate the moment we leave, doesn't it?
Looking up at the stars on a cloudless night does the trick too, I hear....

Really enjoyed this poem particularly the sun holding up your careworn face and drawing you to this place of rest and nature.

Beautiful portrayal of being at one with nature feeling the quietness and small sounds that you don't get to hear in the loud world that we spend most of our time in.

Also liked the imagery of the trees with ribboned tributes dressed

I found it to be a beautiful restful poem tinged with sadness. Milly x

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Written with such great beauty and as I am reading I feel great peace. I love to take walks (graveside) and just sit and listen to nature. It gives me peace. Excellent written and it's like music to my ears on not so good day. Take care

Hello I am back and I really like this piece. I do yoga and walk for miles in the woods to ease my mind and the birds singing,the trees swaying and the wind blowing all make it serene. Nature is a beautiful thing but many people do not respect it like they should with littering etc which really infuriates me.

Upon your mossy banks I lay
As dawn gave birth to piercing day
To shrug the shroud of such sad plight
And closed my eyes to fading night.
^^
A beautiful opening. The image here is lovely because I see a troubled person going to a place where they feel safe which makes me ask where is this place and can I come? :)

Oh melancholily patchwork quilt
Which hugged my shoulders with such guilt
Sp beautiful your teardrop dew
As softened breeze embalmed as new.
^^
More beautiful imagery. The quilt hugging you to keep away the bitter good as it's early. I'm not sure if I'm right but should 'melancholily' be 'melancholy' and there's a typo on 'sp' it should be 'so.'

The sun held up my careworn face
And brought me here unto this place
For peace lies here amongst your mounds
And safety in your arms abounds.
^^
I love the image here of this place and the sun coming out basically making things better well maybe not better completely but whilst your in the 'safe' place.

Oh beautiful now night has passed
As I lie here upon the grass
I feel as one with all around
Wrapped in quietness, echoes, sounds.
^^
It's good to be alone with our own thoughts because then we can ease our own minds without the pressure of others.

I lie upon your standing stone
And skyward gazed, yet not alone
I touched in awe your ancient walls
And listened to their phantom calls.
^^
I loved this part. You're alone but you aren't because you're in your safe place and can say and do anything you like.

The trees with ribboned tributes dressed
Their poignant thoughts gently caressed
Upon their roots they scatter seed
Of longing, hope and painful need.
^^
This actually took my breath away because we are ruining this earth bit by bit unfortunately.

But now the dew has almost gone
Collected by the warming sun
For I am beckoned now away
To stand and face another day.
^^
Such a harsh ending because you have to go and face reality again and reality can be horrible but it's good to have that place and time all alone.

I really do like this piece. Your rhythm and beat make the read smooth which makes it more enjoyable.

Take care, Em

Knowing that the tributes actually exists adds even more to the poem. xx

Judging Comment:

There is a gentle touch to this read which flows effortlessly
and takes the reader along on the ride as well. The rhyme schemes
used sounds smooth to the ears and the simplicity of words used brings alive the images putting the reader there "in that moment".
Upon your mossy banks I lay
As dawn gave birth to piercing day
To shrug the shroud of such sad plight
And closed my eyes to fading night.
^^This opening stanza draws me in and I can see it so
clearly in my mind. To lie in that place closing one's eye forgetting
one self as we give in to mother nature's arms. It sets the mood nicely.

Oh melancholily patchwork quilt
Which hugged my shoulders with such guilt
Sp beautiful your teardrop dew
As softened breeze embalmed as new.
^^A typo here melanchoily should be melancholy
and on the third line: So beautiful instead of sp. Here too
the stanza shows rather then tells about the moment, emotions
as well as the objects around her and how it makes her feel.

Oh beautiful now night has passed
As I lie here upon the grass
I feel as one with all around
Wrapped in quietness, echoes, sounds.

^^Another stanza which I like; the slow introduction of change
in time, mood and atmosphere is done so smoothly without any
disruptions. In that second line one can feel the gentleness of the
grass tickling and hugging the body.

But now the dew has almost gone
Collected by the warming sun
For I am beckoned now away
To stand and face another day.
^^The ending of the poem is just perfect and it sums up the story
just like packing up one's mood, emotions and beauty within you and
preparing yourself to face another day which has been blessed to you.
A lovely read.

Very evocative reminds me of "Elegy in a country churchyard" upholds and reinforces the tradition of classic British poetry