The Pond

Written by: Karen van Wyk

Days of old, days new.
Roaming along, 
the waters edge.
Skipping stones from long ago! 
Cutting winding vines of thorny deeds.
Whilst, protecting flesh from a bleed.
Silken flowers wave in the breeze.
On the edge beneath a tree.
A promise... a story? 
Glimpse the future seeds.
Plop! 
A rock sinks to muddy depths.
A spider weaves its intrigued web.
Eyes peering from across the way.
Watching! 
Waiting to fly away! 
Ripples jump from shore to shore.
Atop, a leaf spins to explore.
Small fleeting signs! 
Dancing to the waters design.