As we stood by the lake side
An expanse so wide
For us to see
Then you and me
Our reflection in autumn tones
Bemoans
Belies
The placid waters hidden lies
The first chill of an errant breeze
I looked to the side rather than say please
As the sculpted flakes saunter down
Rest arrogantly on the parting geese's crown
The lumbering crane takes to air I behold
Portend the pervasive cold
Easy an slow practiced rise
Should have been no surprise
There was the swoon the croon
The fetching of a moon
The freezing lake holds my feet
Gingerly tread the storm an sleet
I Shudder I fear.
How shall I steer
My innocence naught in natures way
Or to have you sway
The lake is empty, staid.
Like the uselessness of my golden braid
We stand mute frozen in time
Until the inevitable rhyme
Weather the icy romance
To waltz and dance
I and the lake submit to natures will
To seek in time the thaw the thrill
(Islamabad)
(May 05,2009)
What an absolutely wonderful picture you paint, with such gorgeous imagery and eloquence. This is beautiful and touches the soul. Makes you realize how much of life is beyond our control, just like the weather - we weather the storms as best we can, both in life and love. Brilliant! Linda :)
You paint well with words. A beautiful poem. May the muse always be with you. Kind regards, Sandra
Beautiful write...i liked the way the reflections turn eloquent there...10
nice imagery... can see the arctic lake with autumn around and sauntering leaves...well painted!
not a word out of place not an emotion redundant...and you give me the right to tear your poetry into pieces! i know you did that with confidence, doc...
This for me is adorable. 'Thaw the thrill...' this would really make one think. THanks for sharing us this poem. Would get a copy of this. Good morning.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is beautiful, the theme nad language with amazing scenes.10