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The hiking High King
was it high king or hiking
booted feet wandering
in the wilderness
seeking peace
was it hiking or high king
standing regal
scepter in his hand
smiling at what he conquered
leaving behind all things
letting a kingdom go
he found tranquility
in a newness
behind he left
powerful knowledge
strewn on grass
like shattered glass.
*this poem was entered in a competition here. thank you for reading*
Published 19th Mar 2017
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19th Mar 2017 7:04am
Clever poem, Grace. Really like this a lot, going for a hick can certainly reconnect you.
~anonshadow😏
~anonshadow😏
19th Mar 2017 8:01am
Hi Anonshadow:) oyes...leave the world behind, where we think we are the supreme creation...so clever and intelligent...and we go into the wild,where nature is king...we find out how really small we are.:) thanks for reading as always.
19th Mar 2017 6:32pm
Beautifully rendered and contemplative Grace. I love your metaphors.
19th Mar 2017 7:29pm
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20th Mar 2017 1:31am
hello, and welcome
I knew a High-priestess once: she sacrificed brownies and giggled a lot.
anyhow
I like the way you've alternated the first line on the first two stanzas, its rhythmic-ful. plus, as said, the poem in general is clever and insightful. an old Celtic saying once said in English " there is no king higher than the lowest of his people " and I believe him
I knew a High-priestess once: she sacrificed brownies and giggled a lot.
anyhow
I like the way you've alternated the first line on the first two stanzas, its rhythmic-ful. plus, as said, the poem in general is clever and insightful. an old Celtic saying once said in English " there is no king higher than the lowest of his people " and I believe him
20th Mar 2017 12:04pm
Thank you for dropping by, reading and commenting, Ard-Ri:) I'm brown and I like most brownies...the edible ones most of all. The giggles not so much. Anyway...I wish I can understand Celtic... heard its not spoken much nowadays. I am in agreement with the old saying though.
20th Mar 2017 12:15pm
A peaceful Pic that accompanies this Wondrous Write!!!
What Beauty can be found and answers that bring new questions with a journey into the unknown.
I Love this Very Much!!!
What Beauty can be found and answers that bring new questions with a journey into the unknown.
I Love this Very Much!!!
20th Mar 2017 2:12pm
Finding peace is good wherever you may be...beach or woods, the concrete jungle....thank you for reading, soul. honoured.
20th Mar 2017 9:42pm
The High King left powerful knowledge behind in his search for peace. I'd trade even such power for tranquility myself. There's no treasure like peace of mind, particularly in the Great Outdoors. Excellent write Grace, and happy trails!
21st Mar 2017 6:00am
Oh yes...tranquil nature can be beautiful and peaceful too:) Crowfly. Thank you for reading as always.
