Viv Wigley Poet Free verse

Millpond Daybreak

The dawn sky throws a spear of vivid red
lancing the fir treetops, but not yet me
with my bag of bread.
The wheel is still asleep, the water still,
seems today we all have time to kill.
Scan the surface with imagination's eye
waiting for Excalibur to rise,
but no- just an indifferent pair of Swans
gliding softly through the mist to Avalon.
Reverie broken,
canned laughter from the ducks
their squabbles shatter the mirror
Dragonfly tries to referee.
I look down and, for a split second,
see another me.
I wonder if he's happy

March 15th 2015

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Skat A June 11, 2015 at 4:16 PM VIV, :-) Congratulations with your wonderful win! *SKAT* Viv Wigley June 11, 2015 at 10:54 PM Thanks, Skat, have a lovely weekend. Viv x

Richard Lamoureux June 11, 2015 at 8:40 AM I enjoyed your winning poem. Congrats! Viv Wigley June 11, 2015 at 3:08 PM Thanks Richard. Regards, Viv

Shadow Hamilton June 11, 2015 at 4:29 AM deep poem Viv that makes pause congrats on placing hugs Viv Wigley June 11, 2015 at 6:08 AM Thanks, Shadow, it's nice to look back at previous work every now and then. Viv x

John Fleming March 30, 2015 at 4:18 AM Wonderful piece of imagery...Quite lovely!! Regards!! :) john. P.s Love your reply to Rhonda regarding writing - Absolutely spot on!! Viv Wigley March 30, 2015 at 6:21 AM Thanks, John. Some work out better than others. Regards, Viv

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 25, 2015 at 8:55 PM Wonderful, Viv! I was drawn in by the incredible imagery with you in the middle questioning your reflection...hugs, Rhonda (a Fave!) Viv Wigley March 25, 2015 at 11:19 PM Thanks, Rhonda. I think that this is one of my faves, too. Sometimes with poetry you struggle, scribble, edit, question, and sometimes you're in the zone and it flows pleasantly. This one sort of appeared like a developing photograph, which was nice. Hug from me, Viv x

Peter Lewis Holmes March 25, 2015 at 8:53 PM "indifferent swans"...magic! "canned laughter ...ducks"...genius Viv...more free verse please!...Peter Viv Wigley March 25, 2015 at 11:21 PM Thanks, Peter, I know I don't dabble in free verse enough. This worked well, because the lake in question is a fave place of mine and on a nice morning it draws you in, and you're not you for a while (if that makes sense). Thoughts flow, words coalesce. I like this poem a lot. Thanks, Peter. Viv

Njeri Hunjeri March 16, 2015 at 3:49 PM my fav "canned laughter from the ducks". i so much enjoyed this read and the personification. Viv Wigley March 17, 2015 at 4:24 AM Thanks, njeri .Viv x

Casarah Nance March 16, 2015 at 11:11 AM What a wonderful reflection, I felt like I was there in the character, cool :) Viv Wigley March 17, 2015 at 4:25 AM Thanks, Casarah. It's one of my fave haunts in the lighter months. Viv x