Tahoe

The clouds above
Reflect on your waters.
On your rough shore
Walk mothers and daughters.

Indians roamed here,
In distant past.
Their burials are near
Spread across lands vast.

Your waters, cold and clear
Softly caressing the sand.
In the light you sparkle
like diamonds on the hand.

Jealous others are,
As they pale to you.
Your beauty and grace
In your deep, hue of blue.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Jenkins Avatar
August 4, 2017 at 8:02 PM
A good poem but it's just that I see alot of reaching for that rhyme so much that alot of people keep thrown their poem off.
Mcconnell Avatar
July 31, 2017 at 1:42 PM
Lovely piece Theodore, so well written with super rhyme.
Ue Avatar
August 3, 2017 at 9:08 AM
Thank you so much Gordon.
White Avatar
July 10, 2017 at 1:55 AM
Beautiful poem you have written, full with nature imagery. Welcome to PoetrySoup
Ue Avatar
July 10, 2017 at 5:34 AM
Thank you so much for your kind words. I am very glad you liked it.
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