Mel Merrill Poet Imagism

Be There, Still

There was a slant of golden light--
Though the twilight turned to pink;
That for its beauty gave me pause,
As well the chance, to think.

And to ponder as the changing hues
Turned to amethyst, the hill--
Were it not for all I have to do,
I would likely be there, still.

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Casarah Nance April 10, 2014 at 6:02 AM Beautiful descriptions. You nailed this one too. short sweet and right on1 Mel Merrill April 10, 2014 at 7:05 AM I thank you and my ego thanks you. Casarah, thank you again for the comments, sincerely. Glad you liked the poem--you're the best! Peace // mel

Richard Lamoureux April 8, 2014 at 7:33 PM You inspired my poem this morning Mel Mel Merrill April 8, 2014 at 7:44 PM How cool! I'll have to read it. I am honored that I could play a part in the genesis of your poem--awesome! Thanks for the visit, Richard, and have a great week. C-ya soon, Mel

Richard Lamoureux April 8, 2014 at 7:26 AM This shorty delivers a punch. It is interesting that in our society we take so little time for the quiet contemplation of God's handiwork. I think one of the ways the devil keeps us away from God is by keeping us busy. Mel Merrill April 8, 2014 at 12:29 PM Hey Richard, right on. That's what I was going for. Seems we take everything for granted these days. Too busy to look up at the stars? No one should ever be that busy. Thanks for the visit. Blessings, Mel