Long Pond life Poems

"Laying open the soil is like a careful dissection and there is the same astonishment among the students at the orderly beauty of the organs, the harmony of how they rest against one another,
form to...

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I was a renowned, NASA scientist, with my face always turned to blue stars,
As eyes are ever drawn to a flaming sunset, as to colorful, outdoor bazaars.

And stargazing brought big excitement, and chills during many...

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Some day, someone will change all this.
The yard, no longer mine,
 having neither the work nor the fruits of my labor,
 will go unappreciated and require change.
The pond, once filling mewith joy and quiet peace...

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Another day’s daylight is fading,
and the evening sunset is red;
in the pond at the end of the garden,
mating calls are starting to spread.

There’s a chorus of croaking and growling
from the suitors attracting a mate. 
The...

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Breeze in my face, I no not my destination,
Walking only where my feet will take me.
A frown creases my brow in concentration,
In the hope I may see things more clearly.

The soft lush grass underfoot stretches...

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Unlike the pond life living here
you're the one I hold most dear
knowing you're mine makes me the glad one
I'd give you my heart if only I had one.
A nucleus is all I've got
trapped in a...

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A violent scent like lilies atomising
Slithers in the rigours of the wake,
And snowdrops bright and white beyond the windows
Bow their heads as stems prepare to break.

There’s a cat that yowls like cancer in the marrow
And...

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