Dragonflies Over My Pond Poem by Valsa George
Dragonflies Over My Pond
In my garden is a clean little pond
Fructified by tadpoles besides tiny fish
Where water lilies bloom by day
White and violet, a lovely sight
Over it hover pairs of dragonflies
They come in plenty on summer days
When the day is bright, soon after morn
To lay their eggs on lily pads
Like helicopters, they skim up and down
With their tiny propellers coming down
Sometimes like surfers over the aqua blue,
Perform rare feats, with brisk movements
Their filmy gossamer wings glistening in sunlight
And their bulging eyes reflecting iridescent shades
If ever we try to catch one…., sensing danger
They would rocket up, as fleeting flashes of light,
Into the air…. gliding and spiraling
In my sixties, whenever I spot a dragonfly
My mind catches up with those memories
When as children we chased them, 'hush hush'
Trying to trap them while they perched on a fence or pole
How delighted we were holding them in our fingers
As they helplessly shivered thrumming their filmy wings!
Making them lift small stones double their weight
In their quivering thread like hands, a huge task for them,
Had been our greatest thrill then…!
Were we sadists…… I still wonder!
'' Were we sadists…… I still wonder! '' had you (all children) known, that time, how to correctly behave with Nature, you would have behaved differently, for sure, not allowing those poor dragonflies experience any torture.. This is one of many meditations your excellent poem makes arise, Valsa.. Parents/relatives should read your poem to nowadays children, to let them understand and respect all creatures and the beauty of Nature.. Thank you and.. greetings from Tuscany :) Cheers Fabrizio
Lovely poem. Those childhood memories filled with beauty and wonders of nature all come back looking at dragon fly. Yes many butterflies lost their wings between our little fingers but we knew nothing better then go after our small explorations.
Thanks for sharing a wonderful poem which again reflects your deep love for nature. Apart from vivid details of the pond and the flowers it abounds, the poem takes us down memory lane where Helicopter flies aka Dragonflies make their presence felt with their frolicking moves. A pair of these flies hovering over the pond present such a lovely scene. Great poem.
As ever it is a pleasure getting a comment from you Rajnish Sir. One who writes mostly in Hindi, enjoying poems written in English and commenting on them in beautiful English! Thank you so much!
The first stanza attracts me again to visit this poem. Let me sing these lines....In my garden is a clean little pond / Fructified by tadpoles besides tiny fish / Where water lilies bloom by day / White and violet, a lovely sight. Enchanting beginning but sadistic concluding. Brilliant composition.
oh, yes, i remember now; the sadistic activities of Valsa, revealed. :)
Chasing dragonflies was a great delight of yesteryears. It is a wonderful feeling to read the poem and revisit the past. Thank you for a beautiful poem.
Beautiful words and how soothing just admiring these harmless fascinating insects. Thank you Valsa
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Four wings Dragon Flies have, But this poem has much more, It makes us fly away, With images and words We just adore, A precious poem to well store. Just lovely! So simple, so intensely and well described, the reader is perfectly carried away to the marvelous scene and its memories. A great and soothing experience, to be remembered! Just loved it.