you beckon me...- post no. 13- blog marathon

Long winding roads
tall, towering trees
snow clad mountains
hot piping tea

Long walks and long conversations
running around
swinging on the swings
lazing on the grass

Bright full moon peeping through the apple tree
green apples shining bright and beautiful
soft music and soul food
gurgling river, ravishing nature
mountains you beckon me....

Comments

  1. This poem reminds me of my grandparents place. Just got to replace the apples with mangoes and wipe off the snow.

    We could see a mountain called Kanaga mala from my grandparents home in chalakudy.

    As usual a lovely poem evoking many memories

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  2. is there such a place in Chalakkudy? vow! I would look for it next time I am there, sure. Thanks for the info.
    I wrote it based on my visit to Manali, it was a beautiful place and there was really this huge moon peeping through the umpteen apple trees on the hotel lawns where we were having our dinner in the open, it was surreal.

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