The Longsheng Rice Terraces/Fields 25 Sunday Aug 2013 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 14 Comments These rice fields are Β on a slope to the mountain top, And you cannot see where these terraces stop, At sunrise they look like dragon scales, Never-ending, living fairy tales… Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Dragon scales indeed – very beautiful!!! Thanks for posting! π π
Lol! Poetic licence?
Well, I am a bit partial to dragons… π π
Aha! So am I….
All the best people are!! π
Love the pic and words that accompany them! A smashingly perfect pair.
Thank you very much…
Dragon scales – how cool. Great impact in 4 lines.
Thanks!
This is lovely. Wondering if I can use it in the upcoming issue of the Woven Tale Press: http://woventalepress.com
if interested please email me ASAP as I’m about to close out this issue, at woventalepress@gmail.com
Please reference this URL.
thanks, Sandra
Delighted for you to use the poem in your next issue. I have mailed you accordingly.
It could be a fantastic setting on a distant planet for a battle.
Thank you Lynn!
You are right!