Away from everyday chaos
Where time flew in a blur
From mundane endeavours
Caging our souls
We took a trip to the lake
That Easter weekend
Lake waters frozen for miles
Stood in silence summoning
Bold feet to jump in
Through a hole in ice
Spirited minds, young
Played soccer on
Last year's grass
Stones thrown in
Murky waters for fun
Released a stench of
Decompose all around
Slouching through walking trails
Slipping in mud frozen glaciers
For them kids, all abound
A universal playground!
A chair swung in the wind
Hanging from a Cyprus limb
As birds flew above
As spring settled in
In far horizon at night
Lights sparkled and blink
Seemingly another planet
To the straining eyes
Spicy lamb curry,
A taste divine
Chicken wings, pork ribs
At supper we dined
Even juicy strawberries squirt
Echoed joys spurred within
Perhaps, most valued
My hour of soul was
The night spent sitting
By the old fireplace
Conversing our thoughts
Sharing views that brought
Friendships closer
Like minds merger
As the day erased
Till small hours, awake
Raking through themes
That we relate to, best
Screams of merriment reeked
In that cottage by the lake
this sounds like a wonderful place to be....a clever write to make the reader want to share this experience....nice work
A great thing to enjoy...=) excellent imagery.. nicely done.
You have captured that slushy time between winter and spring in this fine poem about taking time off from the rat race. I particularly like your use of the expression 'raked over'. There is something agricultural about it that suits the context of the poem very well. Your lamb curry sounds amazing, too! Great write. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Excellent imagery laced lines that paint vividly in ones mind. Lovely work
Beautiful. An outing by nature is so rejuvenating.loved the flow and imagery. Thanks for sharing.
mystic celebration of the easters i must say with someone cherished in that cottage....a cottage long meant for Adam's apple and Eve's banana....10++
It's a lovely poem and mind you I'd like to stay in that cottage of yours by the lake. Oh! my pink tongue also would like to take a bite on that variety of foods you presented, pork, strawberries, etc. wow! Good idea, good work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a truly beautiful poem as are u my friend! ! u are brilliant! !