Early Morning Walk - The Oak's Lily Lake Poem by Deanna Samuels

The early morn drew me into its fold
Soft warm air enwrapping my whole being
The slightest of breezes enhanced my gait
Surrounding quietness was almost eerie and overpowering
Walking, reached the long oval lily lake in The Oaks
The early sun shone upon the smooth calm water
Ducklings swam making ripples in their wake
The glass like water barely disturbed
Disappointingly, lilies not in bloom at this time, no buds to be seen
At water's edge, thick with algae and rotting cut grass
A few large snail shells, some occupied, lying upon its surface
An ibis takes flight sweeping across the lake
While a tall stiff pelican looks on over his domain
A sudden splash of a frog beneath a lily pad, then silence again
The reeds and palm leaves wavering gently in the occasional breeze
Whispering through the nearby taller trees
Espied a family of ducks eyeing an ibis at water's edge
Waiting his leave when they too, could take to the water
The calmness of the morn was as a dream
The air had warm freshness at this earlier hour
Moving along the footpath, passed from the lake
The street, gardens and houses have no lack
Large and elegant in the Spanish style,
Each blade of grass manicured to equal height
The palms and trees of various variety, green and full
Their leaves and fronds glistening in the early morn sun
Coconuts in their hard green shiny shells lay abandoned to where they fell
Pink, Red orange and mauve blossoms at this time
The metal sculpt boy with his two pet dogs
Forever sitting beneath the flowery bush and short palm tree
Onwards towards the house once more
Passing familiar doors and gardens
That corner house now fully constructed and lived in
Still appears slightly out of mode with design of rest of street
Quietness still pervades the road on this holiday morn of Boxing Day
Suddenly, an exclusive momentary once in a time sight,
A woman bringing in her dog from outside
wearing but her bath towel wrapped around
Walking now at brisker pace enjoyed once more the full neighborhood scene
Time now to get on with day, get back to the house as tomorrow away
What a wonderful hour's walk this has been
The warmth, the sights and scenes
Of familiar places within The Oaks


Written while walking in The Oaks,26th December and completed on flight between Fort Lauderdale and Toronto - 27th December 2016.