Canyonville

This was when I was visiting my sister, at her home, in Canyonville, Or.

 

 

Sitting on the back steps

and all I can see is God's vast landscape,

blanketed with never-ending trees.

I can hear a car in daylight,

but they are few and far between.

There's the corral, home to a horse and goat,

with grasses, so green.

On the patio, flowers in a duck planter and all around.

Bird houses, cute and colorful, hanging everywhere.

Pine needles are on the porch and covering the ground.

There is the warmth of an indoor fire and coffee brewing,

What a scent! A welcoming smell,

here, in this little town called,

Canyonville.

10/31/98

Reviews

[Ahmad Cox]

Amazing ode to nature.

[Cerise]

Woow..very nicely written and described..could feel those images in mind..:D

[afra]

lovely write ...=)

[Soul Fire]

Beautiful (:

[Dr. Wood ?]

Well Iwas there with you..great descriptions....Sounds some place to be

[Coyote Poetry]

I like this place Canyonville. Description made me want to sit with you and watch the world of nature and enjoy the calm and the quiet. Thank you for sharing the amazing poem.
Coyote

[Lorraine Pearson]

What a sweet little package you've wrapped up in a nice little box labelled Canyonville. I wanna go! :) I hope the coffee is good!
~Lorraiyne

[lori c]

if i could paint, i could fashion a piece from this writing. your imagery is clear and i think i know now what your sister's place looks like. so homey and welcoming. i can smell the coffee and the pine and even feel the soft breeze. this is most comforting and cozy. love this.

[None]

Such imagery and you brought me to think of painting these words in my mind. The fire sounds cozy and the smell of coffee a welcome taste. Your writing really reached out to me. Such fantastic feelings of home.