The way algae floats
Across a blackened pond
Is as clouds
Across a blackened sky,
As a pen
Across a piece of pale virgin paper,
The surface;
Darker with every stroke,
And the light,
Dimming in the writers eyes,
Is only the reflection
In the water
Of a distant headlight
Passing by.
Algae floats across a blackened pond like the dark cloud floats in sky. In water distanced headlight is passing by. An amazing imagery is drawn about writing. Beautifully penned poem is shared.10
Beautiful poem Shannon Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken
Interesting analogy: floating along with the nasty green surface stuff and light reflections, when all the really good stuff is clearly at the bottom. What, I wonder, would it cost us to really get wet? Scary stuff when you're in over your head: It's sink or swim.
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The way algae floats Across a blackened pond Is as clouds Across a blackened sky, nicely compared, beautiful poem. Thanks for this nice poem. 10