Though time's advance once
. crashed down mountainsides
in it's fervent rush to crest waves
. of whitewater adventure
now it quietly rests before me
. akin to a millpond of suspense
where daily ripples become invitation
. to gaze through reflections
into the mysterious promise
. within the depths of something beyond
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dusk arising (
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Heart-stopping images. Beautifully composed. Don't jump in just yet!
I've ordered a wet suit from amazon..... when it arrives you might hear the splash!
Super words d a, we both know we are in that place.
Andy
Most definitely, though no mallet, balls and hoops over here.
I love your choice of words , in this poem , dusk 🙂
Thank you Rose, it took a while to find the right words TBH.
You been on my beach.... Next time a cuppa please!
Loved this
Is there a pub nearby..... u and yer dogs owe me a pint.... but I'd buy your tiny daughter an ice cream if it's nice weather. She loves puddles doesn't she.
Beautiful.
Thank you Rozina.
A tapestry of dreams - great imagery.
Yes I was doing my knitting when this one came to me. Knit one, pearl one, knit one, drop one and hope nobody notices, pearl one etc.
Of course they noticed it - it's a stitch up you (k)nit. 😊😁
Do you think it was the smell gave it away when i dropped one?
Probably - just remembered one of my fathers sayings when someone farted - 'Is there a train in the tunnel?' I love it and must start using it.
Brilliant writing again my friend, - -- must have this one in my list for its fantastic imagery.
Thank you Fay. I think I must have hit a magic theme here, this one seems very popular. Very pleasing.
Reflection is a fishing rod and a nonchalant mood. It's like mother nature carved a seat from the mountain, and you were told to sit on it.
Now that sounds like a recipe for piles! Sitting on cold mountains is bad for one's bottom.
Beautiful imagery
Looking beyond those lines
Giving the depth of challenges borne in life
It's always best to write from the heart dusk,which is what it looks you are doing friend, great job
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