I have been a bit of a World traveler. I was born in England and at age 32 moved to Canada. More recently this last few years I have come down with a debilitating illness that although it has no cure it can be managed sensibly. My interests now are my lovely wife Elizabeth, nature and music. I love writing at which I am always working on improving.
I am a Proud Member of The Shameless Lions Writing Circle
Sangilak
He burst forth from the past to now
Fiercely proud, strong, erect.
His torso adorned and glowing still,
Remnants of the days of battle royal,
The figures, depicting scars from days of old.
I first saw him standing there -
Covered it seemed in a hue of snow?
On his chest emblazoned in red,
“Is that a red maple leaf I see,
Or some such facsimile ?”
I said astounded! ~ hesitantly, ~
“You are Canadian ~ aren’t you”
8 comments:
That is beautifully poignant Eric - I love this!
Thank you Janice.. Glad you like it. :)
I cannot think of anything better to be involved with besides nature things. :):):)
Wonderful poem.
Thanks Z ~ There's nothing like the great outdoors. :)
Its a lovely poetry Eric.. nature is a best option to spend time with.. hope you're fresh now :))
Take care
Thank you Sam, glad you could drop by and you like the poem. Keep well my friend.. :)
beautiful, Eric.. Have a great time..!!
:)
Thank you very much Shades, nice seeing you here again.
Take care. :)
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