Salmon pink horizon beguiles as I towel dry
Upon a muted canvas morphs hues at sunset.
The lake decants of its waders and pontoons.
Mirrored waters tranquil—a soothing elixir.
Tidy up and make camp for the night.
The campsite invited blissful slumber.
Natural waters reflected frond umbrellas.
An artificial lake at once sequestered.
Fuchsia shades spackled across dusky skies.
All had surfaced—I dove into a lost horizon.
Categories:
artificial lake, remember, summer,
Form: Free verse
Lake is lovely
Feels like rustic
Though it's man-made.
Categories:
artificial lake, beauty, creation, feelings,
Form: Than-Bauk
How nice to swim in sea, river, lake and pond!
Floating body, pressing water, moving forward
How nice to enjoy spattering, splashing sound!
Gesturing body, flapping wing, clapping hand,
I remember once while swimming with friend
To cross the local river to go to enjoy local band
Where we saw the singers sang hand in hand
In sweet voice, shaking body, hair, opening mind,
On the way home longitudinally in river we swam
All the while we gossiped and made lots of fun
Then we dove, caught fishes lately returned home
Many happy did return in every sun and moon,
Now, we swim paying money in swimming pool
And in artificial lake without lily though waterful
But funless swimming, charmless time passing
Though it is a game here with heavy contesting.
Categories:
artificial lake, memory,
Form: Pastoral
An average person no I'm God's angel.
But sometimes it's hard for me to stay stable.
God ingredients for me was a passionate mixture.
Even Micalangelo wanted to paint this picture.
I'm passionate and sweet as a cherry cake.
That's why I can't stop now because there too much at stake.
I have a dream like Martin Luther King so I have to be great.
Diamond are for ever so I can never lose fate.
Can't close my eyes I got to stay awake.
I'm here for the community just like an artificial lake.
So I can't take a break I already shed blood and tears.
I'm not a star I'm a pioneer so I'm going to write until I disappear.
My heart is fill with love that's why I'm so sincere.
I'm never going to back down so you could say that I'm persevere.
And now I'm glamorous but my life wasn't always great.
I went through pain and suffer many heart aches.
But now I can feel the sensation.
And I love the temptation.
To be a star is my final destination.
To be the best is an hell of a inspiration.
Dion A Bess
aka
Poet
Categories:
artificial lake, artheart, star, heart, love,
Form: Rhyme