A Villanelle Poem
Overlooking the Illinois river,
misty morning sun waking up in a smile;
on a ridge with beauty forever.
Watching the powerful waters devour,
miles and miles of golden land while,
overlooking the Illinois river.
Oak trees of mighty strength standing tall,
with shag bark hickory beside in noble file;
on a ridge with beauty forever.
Frog, turtle and hidden salamander,
live life on muddy banks delightful;
overlooking the Illinois river.
Eagles flying with wings of power,
above deep forests green to float in style;
on a ridge with beauty forever.
And there I sat, in awe of God’s wonder.
My troubles small before nature’s guile,
overlooking the Illinois river;
on a ridge with beauty forever.
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Cover photo taken and edited by poet, overlooking the Illinois River
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