Michael E. Harris Poet Free verse

Topaz

HIGH 
IN THE SIERRA MOUNTAINS..

THERE'S A LAKE 
THAT'S OH SO COLD.

BLUER 
THAN THE BLUEST TOPAZ.

OLDER 
THAN THE OLDEST GNOME.

SURROUNDED 
BY SNOW CAPPED MOUNTAINS. 

SHIELDED 
FROM THE LONG DAYS SUN. 

CARESSED 
BY A COOL 
AND GENTLE 
MORNING BREEZE.

SCENTED 
WITH THE 
AMBROSIAL FRAGRANCE 
OF WILD 
MOUNTAIN FLOWERS.

AS THE MORNING SUN 
BEGINS TO CLIMB
THE EASTERN SKIES.

IT REACHES 
THE NEWEST HEIGHT
NEEDED
TO PEEKS OVER 
THE MAJESTIC
MOUNTAIN RIDGE.


SHINING A WARM
AND GENTLE SMILE
ON TO
THE LAKE.

THE BODY OF WATER
SMILES IN RETURN
WITH GLITTERING
LITTLE RIPPLES 
FROM THE GENTLE BREEZE

CREATING 
A SYMPHONY 
OF GOLDEN TONES 
ACROSS 
THE TOPAZ BLUE WATERS 
SURFACE. 

GENERATING
A MILLION SMILES
IN CONCERT

SOUNDING 
THE ARRIVAL 
OF A NEW DAY
WITH A CELEBRATION.

CELEBRATING LIFE...
THE BEAUTY OF NATURE
AND THE BEAUTIFUL VIEW
NATURE BRINGS TO LIFE.

Michael E. Harris
04022022

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