within the depths of beyond

dusk arising

 

 


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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Comments10

  • jarcher54

    Heart-stopping images. Beautifully composed. Don't jump in just yet!

    • dusk arising

      I've ordered a wet suit from amazon..... when it arrives you might hear the splash!

    • Goldfinch60

      Super words d a, we both know we are in that place.

      Andy

      • dusk arising

        Most definitely, though no mallet, balls and hoops over here.

      • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

        I love your choice of words , in this poem , dusk 🙂

        • dusk arising

          Thank you Rose, it took a while to find the right words TBH.

        • Poetic Dan

          You been on my beach.... Next time a cuppa please!

          Loved this

          • dusk arising

            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.

          • Rozina

            Beautiful.

          • Michael Edwards

            A tapestry of dreams - great imagery.

            • dusk arising

              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.

              • Michael Edwards

                Of course they noticed it - it's a stitch up you (k)nit. 😊😁

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              • Fay Slimm.

                Brilliant writing again my friend, - -- must have this one in my list for its fantastic imagery.

                • dusk arising

                  Thank you Fay. I think I must have hit a magic theme here, this one seems very popular. Very pleasing.

                • Paul Bell

                  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.

                  • dusk arising

                    Now that sounds like a recipe for piles! Sitting on cold mountains is bad for one's bottom.

                  • spilleronsheet

                    Beautiful imagery
                    Looking beyond those lines
                    Giving the depth of challenges borne in life

                  • Crowns4Christ

                    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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