John Lawless Poet Rhyme

i sat to write of subtle things

I sat to write of subtle things
The sun, the gentle warm it brings
To melt the ice on dormant springs
Awakening the bug that stings

Then came thoughts a bit more harsh
Large snapping turtles in the marsh
Bug-eyed pike with teeth so sharp
Chasing dragonflies at dark

A soothing hum that fills the air
Just letting us know that they’re there
Residing between leaf and lair
A season’s worth of life to share

Thus, do the woods kindly enfold
The dreams of lovers young and old
Stories hidden, stories told
Of moonlit kisses ne’er grown cold

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CayCay Godwin March 12, 2025 at 10:57 PM So very poetically beautiful, John. A wonderous poem, truly ... CayCay

Gershon Wolf March 12, 2025 at 7:13 PM This is magical, John. Total enchantment, I say. FAVE-time! Thanks. ~ Gershon

Lin Lane March 12, 2025 at 12:52 PM Dreams and kisses of lovers, young or old should ne're grow old. There's the romantic side of John Lawless... alive and well.

Kim Rodrigues March 12, 2025 at 12:23 PM I love the turn from the gentle to the wild then a soothing hum and lovers, young and old, enjoy the forest. Delightful!

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 12, 2025 at 11:59 AM This is absolutely gorgeous, I think you must have been channeling Robert Frost. A fave for me. (your poem, Frost too obviously) xomo!