a quiet pond waits,
even more still than the night, to break its surface
melodies flowed through the air but were only heard by the select few willing to decipher
do you remember that tune I hummed life times ago across the pond's still waters as we tilted our hats to the sway of the suns waves. you wore a denim, deep blue dyed, - deeper than the stare you first gave me into my glacier blue eyes - hat, as i tilted mine to your shoulder opening a landing pad for my petunia welding sun hat. we glared across the bullseye pond meadow tenacious a moment i could not let go ten ages since that moment and i did not let go do you remember the song i hummed all those lifetimes ago well you hum it every night so, i know you know
Open gangly arms are reaching
Forward, to a magic gate Red and faded, painted beady dragon eyes. Little water house, you sing to me, Ears floating from my head Towards wispy cotton cattails. I crave a jaunt with ducklings In icy morning air, Even if the pond is softly frozen. Who lives in murky water? And sings early winter songs To a fragile gangly girl Who's prone to listen And respond? Palm-sized apples, bitter cores Losing noons to grape groves. I wished to be a raspberry ferry Floating downstream Forevermore.
Relaxing by a
pond taking life easy , I admire willow trees 🌿☘️🌳🌲🎄
Loving willow trees xxxx
Ripples on a pond
Spread out like a whispered word Silent in the depths
Waters loves swan's dance
Fish fly as nature commands Hear summer's sweet laugh
Based on a lucid dream while im sick in bed, haha
Once I recover Ill be back more free verses hopefully! Much love, Lyn
People fail to see that darkness can be reflected too. Because in those dark times we begin to realize who we truly are inside.
The shallow waters in a dark pond still give off a reflection. Just the ones we tend to avoid at night.
As pebbles are thrown
into the lonesome pond laughter splashes out And smiles run and glide with ripples of liveliness.