By A Tranquil Lake Poem by Wilfred Mellers

By A Tranquil Lake



By a tranquil lake fed by a rainbow waterfall
Bathe golden goddess adorn in suit of birth
Flowers bloom and burst with fragrant sweet
Birds in concert sing lullaby melancholy true

Fertile the soil she makes by each step she takes
Spreading the landscape with life of all denominations
Beams of gold light reflects from her precious locks
Eyes of blue sparkles and dances to her brilliant smile

I so captivated sat comforted by an Oak tree's shade
Caught in the spider's web helpless I like the fly
Such beauty my eyes has never laid on before
Wielded magic caught me in her spell

Moments desired I to be in her arms
Heaven's gate flew open to the sound of fanfare horns
Gently massaging my mind thoughts of togetherness
String symphonies play Swan Lake by the blue lagoon

Carries the birds silks the finest adornment
Magnificent the body presented before me I thought
Heavy my breath grows as a Lotus flower posed in the wind
Down dog sent sensations and my imagination wild with passion

Reaching out to touch such beauty slowly vanishes from sight
Illusions or mirage thought I pondering moments fleeting
Like sand in my hands, she fades into a mist
Blue skies gray turns as the entrance of twilight hours

The sun sets now darkness surrounds me
Noise loud in amplitude shook me awakened dreams
Arise now in chambers darken I find myself
Slumber no more dreams now I realize

Surrounds me now walls of four I stare
Awaken early morning sleep won't come to my eyes
Wanting desperately journey direct to such sweetness
Life without her seems unbearable and without luster

The rains of sorrow cry for the love of my life
She was more than a fantasy but reality once new
My curiosity sparked by my surprise of angel's divine
Gazing into the night defiantly sadness overcomes

If possible I would dwell in landscape so serene
To be with her once more would make my world bliss
Knowing the love I never knew was an epiphany found I
In such a place I felt finally at home in my own mind

Thursday, September 11, 2008
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C Misenheimer 13 July 2009

Your words are filled with grace and beauty!

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Wilfred Mellers

Wilfred Mellers

Kinston, Jamaica, West Indies
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