Cerebral Puddle

Thoughts swell in my mind like a puddle on a rainy day 
as droplets of ripples expanding the puddle's display. 
 
Clouds in the sky clapping away the applause can be heard for miles. 
The light of the sky grasping the land like a parents hand to a child's. 
 
Then in an instant the shadow consumes the light shadowing both far and near, 
so brilliant in an instant as seen in lighting before it disappears.
 
The puddle remains growing from the raindrops still falling through out the night 
like the brain performing cerebral function to manifest thoughts to sight. 
 
 
Thoughts to the mind like raindrops to a puddle distorts reflections meant to be seen 
as the brilliance of the night, the puddles remembers as inspiration for the mind to 
dream.
 
The claps of thunder has ceased, the rain does not stop but lessens 
as the sun creeps to the horizon the dawn the puddle beckons. 
 
The rain has halted as morning inches closer the aroma of dew is pungent in the air 
the puddle remains still unshaken in the dawn glowing from the sun's glare. 
 
 
As a bride on her wedding day awaiting the moment she stands before her groom 
the puddle has waited throughout the rainy night admiring the sun from the moon. 
 
Like a princess to a mask her glance reveals the fairest complexion 
as the sun smiles down upon the land through the puddle of his own reflection.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
November 6, 2011 at 3:21 PM
Back to read again and it is as new as the first time. Lovely analogy of the bride at the end. You have a way with words and images John that make your verse so special. Luv, Lizzie
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October 15, 2011 at 2:47 PM
Really different thought to capture the imagination John. You bring the reflection to touch so many aspects. Love this clever verse.
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