Tired of frolic
and the beaming sun,
the snow and ice retreat;
returning the pond nation
to its peaceful co-existence.
Toads once again sit
majestically upon their naked
rock thrones—no lily pads here.
A lone insect glides by
and is slap from the sky
by the welcoming frog’s tongue.
The ducks again cruse
the soothing wet water
dousing heads to catch prey
or douche long neglected feathers.
Suddenly, a rock skips across the pond.
Ducks frantically populate the sky.
As if a magic act of nature,
all other creatures disappear.
In the quietness of this canvassed scene,
ripples concentrically spread across the pond—
Shattered reflected rays, scattered dancing shadows.
Silently, we drove onward.
Indeed, nature’s mercy
has strange laws.
https://allpoetry.com/poem/13105586-The-Pond-by-millard-lowe
Categories:
concentrically, analogy, animal, beauty, imagery,
Form: Prose Poetry
The flowing fire of day
Melted into the night
High o'er head the moon was out
Showing only half its light.
Dates made before this moment
Kept past their passing
Each a gem concentrically strung
On threads of fragmentary Nows ,
Waiting to meet their weaver.
Categories:
concentrically, imagery,
Form: Free verse