Alan .S. Jeeves

By The Still Water's Edge

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.

Had I his acquaintance made

Long by-go by chance?

He spake 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

 

 

Comments5

  • orchidee

    A fine write Alan.
    It's fits perfectly to the hymn tune 'Kingsfold': 'I heard the voice of Jesus say', without one tweak at all.
    I recall setting one of your poems to this tune before. It's in 8.6.8.6. 8.6.8.6. metre.

    • Alan .S. Jeeves

      Hello Steve. Thanks for your visit. You are, of course and as always, free to use my poem in your own work should you wish to do so.

      Ex animo, Alan

      • orchidee

        Thanks Alan. Not a word, not a syllable, needs tweaking in this poem!

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      • Fay Slimm

        A tale that captures the fancy in more ways than one Alan - - reflections can image a face when we look deep into water and your final lines made me revisit a time when I was held spellbound by a still face in the ripples whispering a name I knew was not mine - -- stranger things happen at sea so they say....................

        • Alan .S. Jeeves

          Good to hear from you Fay. Thanks for reading and saying. Indeed water is a magical thing and can conjure up all sorts of mystical things.

          Ex animo, Alan

        • ANGELA & BRIAN

          BRIAN HERE - Good Evening Alan ! Thank you for a very elegantly penned Poem with consistent Meter & Rhyme Pattern. Nice to see & recite. Such poetry is good for the SOUL & MPS ! We enjoyed the narrative - wishful thinking - or deja-vu ? Please check our Poem today - A 7x7x7 Poem - *The Impossible Dream* Thanks A & B !

          Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
          Love BRIAN & ANGELA ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’™

          • Alan .S. Jeeves

            Hi B (&A) . Thanks for enjoying my poem 'By the Still Water's Edge'. I wonder if, in thirty years or so, you may be nonchalantly gazing into a pleasant countryside stream and remember these words?

            Ex animo, Alan

          • Goldfinch60

            Wonderful write Alan. It is amazing what you can see and hear when looking into water, be it real, imagined or memorial. I do reflect a great deal as I walk by My River.

            Andy

            • Alan .S. Jeeves

              I know you enjoy your river Andy. They are peaceful places to be. If you talk with them they carry your words all the way to the oceans.

              Ex animo, Alan

            • jarcher54

              Alan, a very eloquent and haunting little poem. I often forage through the community poems just before bedtime, looking for something memorable, beautiful, witty, or at least distracting. This was just the thing for tonight (12;30 am Texas time) so I will retire this stressful hard day with your delightful words:

              He spake 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.

              • Alan .S. Jeeves

                Welcome to my poem J54. A poem at bedtime is as good as a prayer. I am pleased that you made good use of my piece for that is the reason we write them.
                From my home far away in Yorkshire, England, I have always admired your 'state flower'. I was able to smile knowingly when one of my favourite actors (Robert Duvall playing 'Boss' Spearman) in one of my favourite "Western's" (Open Range), was asked what his given christian name was. He reluctantly replied "Bluebonnet" ~ wonderful.

                Kind regards, Alan



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