Member Poem

Down a grassy lane,
I trudged beneath pale blue skies,
a rambling spirit,
vivid scenic hues a spur,
to a literary verse

Images abound,
for me to seize and savour,
in a magic whirl,
or vortex as I ponder,
shrouds of verdant silhouettes

Hedges, bird shrieks, rocks,
taunt and tease wide awake eyes,
stirring cues unfold,
lavish signpost for lush mindd,
creative deft scroll then poised

Downward Plod I chose,
as title of lines scribbled,
for my first poem,
whose birth meandered footprint,
a release for budding pen