By The Still Water's Edge

Alan .S. Jeeves

THIS POEM IS NOT PRESENTED AS I INTENDED (ie. DOUBLE SPACED).

THIS HAS BEEN DONE BY PERSONS BEYOND MY CONTROL

THUS DIMINISHING THE READING EXPERIENCE.

🙈

 

 

I gazed down from the water's side

To see a silver gleam

And standing staring looked and tried

To see beyond the stream.

The clearest water sparkling, pure,

Below me stilled and calm;

Its cooling, soothing, fooling lure,

Seductive in its charm.

 

I saw a young man peering on

With eyes that conquered all.

But in a moment, he was gone ~

Uncanny, I recall.

Beneath the surface he was there,

A soul of twenty-four,

Then vanished in the swell somewhere

And left me by the shore.

 

Again, he came when it was staid

And braved another glance.

Yet, had I his acquaintance made

Some long by-go by chance?

He spoke and told me in a rhyme

He yearned that he was me;

Though musing swept me back in time ~

I longed that I was he.

 

                          ASJ

 

 

  • Author: ASJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 21st, 2020 10:50
  • Category: Reflection
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