Shimmering Poem by Susy Evelyne
Shimmering
The first time I saw the shimmering
It seemed to me I was dreaming.
A pool of hazy blue appearing
In the dip of the downs,
As if a season's rain had filled
That bowl overnight.
Was it water or an illusion,
This marvel unfolding before me,
Like a mirage of summer sky?
Drawing closer, I saw a field
Of flax. Flowers and leaves
Inter-weaving ten thousand times
And gleaming in the sun.
A beautiful imagery drawn by the poet that acquaints the readers with 'a flax field': 'Drawing closer, I saw a field Of flax. Flowers and leaves Inter-weaving ten thousand times And gleaming in the sun.' This stanza reminded me of the two lines from William Wordsworth's 'Daffodils': ' Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.' She has a truly imaginative mind, like that of great poets.
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4/20/2024 4:23:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you for taking me on a sunny summer's journey from a watery mirage to nature at its best. A delight to read and experience.