Images Altered

Images Altered

A Poem by Chris Shaw

skyscape shows smokey greys
vistas awash in a sea of blandness

lights blend into darker hues
shades of insipid seen in between

craggy summits surrounded by
uninhabitable shapes of land mass

ridges rise tall standing proud
in their whispered beauty

ascending to a never ending story
yet the wind plays its soft music

it tickles edges with gentle breath
it stirs at hems of mist filled lakes

barely noticeable are altered states
so slowly does movement occur

mountain ranges become curves
height disappears, plateaus appear

as wind taps with its own baton and 
conducts a lively symphony

as pace quickens out scuttles
cloud revealing a clear cobalt sky

© 2023 Chris Shaw


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dear Chris… today is Tuesday, March 28, 2023… and I am aware of a new medical diagnosis.. for myself.. I may have another Miracle; however, Poetry for Certain will see me through… as I spend my days in Spring and Summer… and then the Autumn warmth of Magenta and Gold… softly, Pat

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Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Dear Pat, my thoughts are with you at a difficult time. I know for sure that poetry has been a good .. read more
Patricia Wedel

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Awww… a 💕 lovely response … Spring is very healing… Roger and I both have challenges that n.. read more



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...it tickles edges with gentle breath it stirs at hems of mist filled lakes...
So completely beautiful as always.


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Cherrie for your encouragement. Always welcome and appreciated :)

Chris
Hi Chris, another wonderful write from your golden pen. Images always seem to alter. this can be taken a few ways. Let us look at two, firstly, we can look at this as the changing, the somewhat destroying of nature or secondly, as a look into clous vistas that sing in our sky. Each idea is filled with changes. The clouds ever moving from one vista to another and the way that our wonderful nature is slowly receding. Maybe you had neither thought in mind. Still, this is a wonderful write Chris. Have a wonderful evening. Hugs always....Mike.

Posted 2 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Mike for sharing your thoughts on this poem. You are truly appreciated. So pleased you sto.. read more
shadrach hah

2 Years Ago

You are welcome, Chris. Have a wonderful evening. Hugs always....Mike.
‘As wind taps with its own baton
Conducts a lively symphony’

Beautiful just beautiful

Then the ending or climax for me

‘As pace quickens out scuttles
Cloud revealing a clear cobalt sky’

Beautiful love it x


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Julie for that very encouraging review. You are appreciated.

Chris
Love the wording here. Nature is to be admired no matter what the colour or the subject. You've excelled yourself Chris.Hope you're enjoying Sunday.

Pauline.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Pauline. I love a bit of cloud gazing every now and then. Pleased you enjoyed this poem. I.. read more
Pauline

2 Years Ago

I can see that you put the work in and aren't you glad you did! It's a super poem.
Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much..... :)
Oh how beautiful...time has a way of distorting such things I find dear Chris. I see the landscape change so quickly more of late, times have changed so many familiar things...still, this realm is a beauty if we look closely, lovely poem as always :)

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Ruth for leaving a thoughtful and warm review. Hope you have a lovely Sunday.

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One of my favorite things to do is watching how different angles of the sun transform the way my garden looks. Your poem is a sensory celebration of that minute-by-minute drift of focus (((HUGS)))

Posted 2 Years Ago


Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thanks Margie, I can understand you watching the sunlight on your garden. It can look so different d.. read more
A slow-motion terra lense, timeless, yet sweeping at a million miles a second, mountains smoothing, plateauing, altered by patient, invisible winds, soft, relentless, slowly shaping.
This is the picture and the mood, and the feeling that your phrases, seamlessly at one with Earth's altering elements, conjured in me ...
Thank you, Chris :)
Dylan

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Dylan for viewing in slow motion and for feeling the mood of this poem. I appreciate you s.. read more
Your writings have certain cadence
I hear percussion in the background
Someone who marches to a different drummer?
Have a great day Chris!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your review. Sorry for the late response. All good wishes.

Chri.. read more
LostSage

2 Years Ago

You know you are one of my faves. To hear from you is delight. I do miss you when you're gone. Good .. read more
That was nicely descriptive. I can see the mountains and the trees altered by a smoky haze and by the wind.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you Shelley, I appreciate your thoughtful review. All good wishes.

Chris
I tried to pick my favorite line, but I just can't! All of it is written so beautifully. Your work is so, so inspiring and paints so many pictures and takes you so many places. I did very much enjoy the line about lighter hues mixing with darker hues. It paints such a wonderful picture in your mind, truly breathtaking. Thank you so much for sharing.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Colacat, you are far too kind. Thank you so much. Your words here offer so much encouragement, espec.. read more
Vertigo Cat1111

2 Years Ago

It’s my pleasure! I’ve been in quite a writing rut as well. Perhaps it’s universal! We’ll ge.. read more

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Added on June 9, 2021
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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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