Beach Girl

Lake Tenkiller - Poem by Beach Girl

Listlessly floating, reaching out
Fingers drawing playful aqua swirls

Bright, beauteous days of blues and whites
Clouds drifting, growing, changing shapes

Gently disappear in their slow journey
To a misty, mysterious grave

Nary a breeze, still and mean
Starkly, staring glaring heat

Sweet salty sweat on upper lip
Languid streams flow 'tween my breasts

Smells of sun baked road and gravel
And earthy, lusty, dusty soil

Crunch of rocks and broken twigs
Tromping roughly down the trail

Funky, musky dead thing scents
Lie in swamplike ditches beside the road

Flowers, fragile, wild girl weeds
Harshly thorned and twining

Vines wrapped about, and choking trees
In an endless embrace of love or not

Lake smells of floating, rotting fish
Mildewing, brown leaves decomposing

Silent sails glide 'cross glistening waves
Tacking to and fro across the lake

Low droning hum of nameless bugs
Sing mindless dirges through the night

The owl's inquiries, never answered
Lull me into sleep's soft embrace

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Poet's Notes about The Poem

A frequent haunt of mine in the state of Oklahoma

Comments about Lake Tenkiller by Beach Girl

  • Bri Edwards (7/16/2016 9:15:00 PM)

    Funky, musky dead thing scents
    Lie in swamplike ditches beside the road............more than once, i have followed my nose to a corpse. no, not a human; a possum or woodchuck perhaps.

    this is a fine selection to again grace one of my/OUR showcases, this time in July 2016. it's been almost a year since last time! :) bri

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  • Shahin Latif (11/28/2015 2:27:00 PM)

    I believe that it's your best poem. I enjoyed this poem. Excellent ink! Take my thanks. (Report) Reply

  • Perry Biggerstaff (9/9/2015 5:19:00 AM)

    Perhaps one of your best..I humbly remain a fan! (Report) Reply

  • Darlene Walsh (8/27/2015 6:48:00 PM)

    Such a peaceful and relaxing poem, with wonderful images. I could feel myself floating and drowsily dozing in the warm sun. From a blue sky to an owl's inquiries, to be able to just relax and enjoy peace for hours, something I've never be able to do. Thank you for such a lovely poem. (Report) Reply

  • Beach Girl (8/19/2015 5:57:00 PM)

    Thank you for adding my poem to your showcase Bri! I also corrected my spelling error. Thanks! (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (8/18/2015 10:41:00 PM)

    D. this will now go into my/our August showcase for PH poets on my PH site. thanks. bri :)
    see my previous comment, if you care. bri :)
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  • Bri Edwards (4/23/2014 4:38:00 PM)

    Sweet salty sweat on upper lips

    Tranquil streams flow tween by breasts

    do you have more than one upper lip? ha ha. i DO like the use of both sweet and sweat in the same line; AND a third s word in between! .

    by or my breasts? i don't mean MY breasts of course; i wasn't even there!
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    Musky, dusky, dead thing scents ......i like musky/dusky and i guess you can get away with using dusky to describe a scent. poetic license, you know.

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    Lay in swamplike ditches beside the road....if you want an english teacher to give you a glowing grade, you might want to use Lie in......

    In an endless embrace of love or not .....i like the inclusion of or not. thanks for sharing. bri :)
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  • Beach Girl (2/21/2014 6:45:00 AM)

    @GB Thanks so much sweetie! I was actually looking out at the lake when I wrote this poem. (Report) Reply

  • (2/20/2014 7:25:00 PM)

    Beutiful! Haven't commented much on any poems lately, but this is my favorite. I can even picture what you wrote, clearly in my head! ! I give a 10! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (9/19/2013 8:44:00 AM)

    Very attentive to your surroundings. I can just envision the scenery
    that you so wonderfully described. Reminds of my childhood days
    when my siblings and I would lie down in the field of broom grasses
    and watch the clouds and nature all around us. The scents
    dried flowers and still ponds was amazing. Thanks for the memory.
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  • Khairul Ahsan (9/10/2013 10:17:00 AM)

    A very descriptive poem. You have a beautiful mind and a sharp vision. (Report) Reply

  • Shahzia Batool (9/7/2013 8:29:00 PM)

    nothing escapes the poet's eyes and are observant and expressive in your description! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Marcus Mckinley (9/5/2013 10:30:00 AM)

    all the wonders of hiking, boating and camping by the lake. did you bring the marshmallows dear? (Report) Reply

  • (9/3/2013 5:06:00 PM)

    This reminds me of a pond I'd go to a lot and just float on my back watching the shape of the clouds change. Brings back a peaceful memory. It is a sin that I was too busy this summer to make more memories like this. Thank you for sharing yours. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2016

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