Fireflies Dance

Beauty of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Painting y Karen Corine/Fine Art America

 

Fireflies dance in cystal falls of lunar light
flowing softly down the Blue Ridge mountains.
When the moon is full and in its darkest hour
the whip-poor-wills bathe in lunar fountains.

 

In the mandarin orange light of dawn
as the sun awakens the mourning doves,
wildflowers bloom near the serpentine streams
and blossoming trees of purple foxglove.

 

Fog of the mountaintops bloom like a rose
as the birds and the flowers intermingle.
Raindrops paint sculptured mountains blue
brush painting ridges with periwinkle.

 

Beneath canopies of hickory and oak trees
exotic feathers and harmony in the leaves.
Blue Ridge mountains a painting of appease
in the tranquility of a moonlight eve.

 

©SyberRose

Author's Note

Thank you for reading...Fondly,SyberRose

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

You have done those wonderful mountains justice and more...The imagery is superb...Bravo

[SyberRose]

Thank you...I will have to get back to writing soon as I have been tweeting haa.

[Sami Khalil]

OK. You are welcome...:)....................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

wow, what a painting in words...beautiful.

one spot.."Fog of the mountaintops blooms like a rose"

but breathtaking.

I picture this well...was in Virginia several times...beautiful state.

the imagery gets us there.

[SyberRose]

Thank you Jacob...I appreciate your comments tonight...thanks for peeking in.

[quinfinn]

you paint a beautiful picture with your words here, and i am fond of the Blue Ridge mountains...spent part of my childhood in Salem, Va. lovely writing skills here , SyberRose.

[SyberRose]

Thank you quin...I'm happy you enjoyed..Ive only been here in Va. for about ten years.

[quinfinn]

well, i moved recently to the mountains of North Carolina...but only because the part of Va i was living in became a war zone.....your writing is very lovely.

[SyberRose]

I would like to live in the mountains as I like cooler weather, not warm weather.

[quinfinn]

i love it here in asheville. they will never drag me out of these mountains!

[Stella Armour]

a beautiful descriptive poem and the imagery is wonderful, i just wondered if it was the "morning" doves or "mourning" doves. absolutely gorgeous penning Rose..

[SyberRose]

thank you Stella...yes its mourning as its a wild dove with a mournful call.
Nice to hear from you tonight...SyberRose

[Stella Armour]

ah, right thank you for explaining, i hadn't heard that expression before, i love the poem it is going into my library to read again...

[SyberRose]

Thank you...Im happy you enjoyed Stella.Thats what I like about here at the cafe..we learn something new everyday.

[Stella Armour]

i just googled mourning doves and they seem to be more native to America and yes we do learn something new everyday..lol

[SyberRose]

yes when You asked me about it I checked to make sure I was right haa..you had me wondering.

[Stella Armour]

sorry for planting the seed of doubt, i should have looked it up myself, i just read it as the "morning" doves, i have collared doves in my garden and they wake me up with a "cuck cuckoo" very loudly...lol

[SyberRose]

haa

[Stella Armour]

well it's half past midnight and i am having some hot chocolate before i go to bed, it's been nice chatting...Night God Bless rose.....

[SyberRose]

Good night dear

[Michael G.]

I think you captured the area of the Parkway very well and it winds along the ridges of the Blue Ridge. Lots of good imagery here.
This reminds me fondly of camping in the campground just north of Galax, Va.
A very enjoyable read.

[SyberRose]

Thank you Michael...glad it brought back some nice memories and thank you for peeking in...SyberRose