Poison 9901

Rookie - 0 Points (January 06,1960 - 'Not Yet')

Black Waters - Poem by Poison 9901

Cypress trees thrive in the Black Waters of home
As I paddle along these waters I often roam
Amazed at her beauty and all her many wonders
The sounds of a distant egret cry echo’s like thunder

Sunlight broken like shafts of gold thru the trees
Moss slow dancing in the warm southern breeze
Listening to the sounds as the bayou begins to wake
Mist swirls on the water like icing on a cake

The top water breaks as a bass begins his morning
A low deep croak as a frog belts out a warning
Turtles gather in a line on a fallen cypress tree
Just listen and look there’s so much to see

Lilly pads grow thick like carpet on the waters edge
A snake gently glides along them exploring every ledge
As a gator lies motionless revealing only his eyes and his snout
As Dragon flies gracefully dance and hover about

As the sun climbs higher and the mist fades away
All too soon will come the inevitable heat of the day
As you reluctantly end your early morning trip
You slip along slowly captivated by the Black Waters grip

Comments about Black Waters by Poison 9901

  • (10/5/2007 10:45:00 PM)

    Great imagery, I felt like I was there! (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (9/30/2007 6:05:00 PM)

    Wow, I remember reading this one a while back... and now that I'm reading it again, I find it's just as captivating as the first time.

    Beautiful write. -Kylie M. Lynch
    (Report) Reply

  • (9/19/2007 10:51:00 AM)

    Vivid! It brings the swamp home. (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (8/30/2007 9:05:00 PM)

    I found this poem very enchanting and except for the heat, I would love to visit there, thanks for taking me on this journey, Excellent poem.--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • (8/22/2007 4:41:00 AM)

    Enjoyed my trip seeing through your eyes what I will never see in reality (Report) Reply

Read all 5 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Sunday, August 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, March 28, 2011

[Report Error]