Sprawling lily pads kiss
gold tipped sawgrass shoots
from spongy moss floating
beds of duckweed
sprinkled along the shore
brown sticks and a log
corral myriad specks of green
sleep dusted creatures
and magazine colors
make up and paint the pond.
An abstraction whose nature
quiets a blazing sun,
coaxing colors to rest
everything coming to sleep,
on a flawless reflection,
a sheet of perfection,
a daydream unfurling
stones from my hand
add ripples to prove
the world is not a painting.
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Author:
karvelD (
Offline) - Published: December 4th, 2021 08:51
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Comments2
Lovely writing … I love this 🙂
Good write K.
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