Lakes Poems

CYPRESS LAKES

THE BEAUTY OF CYPRESS LAKES CAPTURED MY WONDERING SENSES THE MANY CYPRESS TREES SURROUNDING MY HOME WRAPPED AROUND A SOFT GOLF COURSE GREAT VEIWS OVER SEVERAL LAKES THAT HOUSE THE MOST INTERESTING NEIGHBORS LIKE THE OWL FAMILY OUT BACK THAT COMES OUT WHEN THE MOON IS AT IT'S NATURAL PEAK OF BRIGHTNESS BEAMING OVER THE

Whispers of a Summer Trail

We hike the trails where emerald silence grows, 
The forest hums beneath the morning light, 
The mountain breathes in rhythms nature knows. 

The beach wind plays with gulls in seaward flight, 
We splash through waves, our footprints wash away, 
The forest hums beneath the morning light. 

By lakes so still they mirror skies all day,

Shadows Of The Valley

Shadows of the Valley
creatures of the dark pitted dome
scantily clad dryads' hissing drones they rally
without souls—pod like, they roam
throughout forests assiduously marled
awoken from the darkest depth
twigs and branches splayed and snarled
shadows of the valley doyennes adept
distracting sheaves as straws
spewing dirt they bask in
on battered brain gnaws
Taken in is florescent energy
of the soldiers asleep wondering lost
deep

Lavender Licorice and Lemonade Lakes

You taste as if twilight were—
lavender swirling like smoke from the earth
licorice lingering with the full moon’s soft pull
a sweetness both dark and divine.

Your skin sparkles with starlight
electric and soft as moth wings.
We sip the pink sky
lemonade lakes cascade through our fingers
time unspools between our hands
while the past drinks from our open palms.

The air crackles

I’m Drowning in Lakes

The learning curve is much too steep;
I’m stuck at the bottom
Staring at mountaintops,
Swept away by rivers,
Eroding with the skeletons
Whose bones faded so long ago;

Count me with the corpses—
I died before I lived
Kissed by the noose in the water
As I walked off the final step
And forgot how to float.

Bottomfeeder, nonsensebreeder,
The task was learning how to swim—
But

The Lakes

Pollution and overcrowding
the Earth's limit is near,
if there is to be no solution
just take me far from here.

Take me to the lakes
of that ancient monastic city,
to the Hills of Glendalough
to live in peace, to live in pity.

Take me to the Lakes
hidden beneath majestic fog,
away from crowds cloaked in sickness
away from cities masked in smog.

Take me

Ode to the Largest Lakes of Maine

Moosehead, mother of Maine’s many lakes
fed by Moose River’s flowing tears.
Overlooked by Kineo’s cliffs,
with Kennebec you share your gifts.

Sebago Lake, your bowels deep
with waters fresh, quench Portland’s thirst.
Headwater for Presumpscot’s course
which for many towns was a life source.

Chesuncook Lake, you are the source
of hydropower’s natural force
and from your bounteous water store  
you serve when

A joy

Sun on sea's facade
like sprinkles on a donut. 
Shimmers, eyes glimmer.

great lakes wind

wind off the great lakes
reminds me who is in charge
chills my bones brightly

Lakes effects

Rippling water brings calming effects

Two Lakes Under the Mango Moon

Two lakes, 
Shimmering, like exotic women,
Dream as one, under the mango moon
Reynaldo Casison

Blue Heron

The great bird feathered harpoon
Flung from one shore to the other
Soaring over the Caribbean green of Torch Lake 

Flies at the bow of my speeding boat
Or should I say more accurately
I race on the morning frill of waves
At the Blue Heron’s pointing wing

20 miles per hour
On the nose
Skipping stones lake to sky to lake

How to

The Great Lakes Acronym Spells Homes

The Great Lakes acronym spells homes

I chose titled topic by a fanciful whim,
nevertheless still consider my knowledge 
of aforementioned material slim.

Housing multivarious biomes
register ecological syndromes
whereby constituents of NOAA 
Great Lakes Environmental 
Research Laboratory writ tomes.

Pellucid pearls in northeastern 
North America since planetary birth
Comprise Lakes Superior, Michigan, 
Huron, Erie, and Ontario dearth
Largest group of freshwater lakes

Potatoes and Mushrooms

Potatoes And Mushrooms



    Fries are not only deep-fried sticks to which nothing permanent connects
But also, what happens when a person makes some serious mistakes.
  And a way to eat however many potatoes a person wants to in one sitting           
 Even

Take Me There

Take Me There
Take me to the place where it’s broadly known 
In meadows and woods famous poets roamed
Where hosts of blithe yellow daffodils dance
In expectation of budding romance.

To view magnificent mountains and lakes
And spectacular countryside landscapes
In hopefulness that it all will inspire
My muse to explode alike a drumfire.

The Lake District I will visit one day
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