The Pond At Midnight Poem by Dennis Lambert
The Pond At Midnight
I’ve been to the pond in daylight,
Waving images move free,
And swell in ripples bright,
With sky and bird and tree.
Last night I saw the pond at midnight,
And ‘twas not the pond at noon,
Where reflections of familiar light,
Held not the stars and moon.
The star-filled pond of midnight:
I strangely longed to see,
Movements of infinity,
And darker images of me.
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