Ponds Poems - Poems about Ponds

solunar evening serene azure beckoning ~ stirrers of the deep (August Full Moon – Great Lakes and Lake Champlain)...

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orphan tadpoles plead home returning foreign birds to come back so soon 07 October 2021...

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stable is its core depth and width rarely change up it guarantees life...

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POND LIFE White water lily rooted deep Profusive alba in flora peep; Over the surface,upside down Waterboatman-nature's clown. Spiders spin their bubbled bell Close to a ramshorn in crimson shell; Stick insects,two inches long Feed midst a tumultuous throng; Mosquitoes,midges and water fleas Breed ' neath the shade of willow trees; Rush,sedge in tall loose strife In open ponds that team with life. re-post from ...

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Along the blood road there's thousands of ponds carved out by American bombs. An attempt to blast communism into starry oblivion- It'll take a hundred years to remove unexploded ordinances(uox's) Children mistake them for shiny toys every day is black Christmas for children who play along the blood road- The metal from war doesn't go to waste the skin of bombs are made into skiffs...

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A Billion Ponds ---------------- I came to the land of a billion ponds where they said there would be (one day) a million more. A billion ponds shimmered in sunsets; lined up purposefully for my delight. A billion birds or more perished on these ponds and they made twilight unbearable for me, these billion birds on the trillion million ponds. So I went away...

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Sail with me my darling! Let’s ride on golden ponds, Our summer times are ending Winters far too long Twilight years are mooring Memories floating high, Hand in hand we’ll travel Through sunsets beyond the sky Guided through every ripple Destiny in our eyes, Love will always remember, Years that had drifted by, Boat rides will continue, In tomorrow’s paradise, There we’ll see the Loon birds, Kiss our final...

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One, two Spirits Entwined Side by side Alone Yet together Not identical Fraternal Reflections Images floating Starry skies Pond leaves Debris Covers Bright colors Masking Intentions Rain falling Uncovering Veins of love Stem to tip Floating Stopping Pond's edge Embracing...

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sweet rainy season alike voice of toads in ponds ...

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Moonlit Ponds the moon's reflection stirs in the pond as ripples gather around us so close we're breathing as one ' till our eyes meet I can't breathe looking at the moon holding each other tightly the whispering wind breathes our secret to the trees and laughs ripples on the pond my fever rages as a hot caldron burning you have bewitched me my spellbound heart skips...

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Lowell ponds what nature you threw at me. It's been nice visiting you these past few months, fell in love with your peace you handed out. Red Winged blackbirds long departed, such a wonderful bird you were, you showed me the ways of nature. Farewell my feathered friends, such marvels I saw each day, I came here. Maybe next spring, will come again,...

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Ducks from all over have come to Lowell ponds for the diving championship of the pond. As I watch so many of them diving to see who can stay under the longest, it will be a close game, as they all seem to be doing fine job. wrote 9-28-07...

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A humid day at Lowell ponds, falling rain last night, cleaned up nature's home. Fresh air do I smell, such clean water that covers this pond. A humid day in Colorado is such a rare event, more rain is on it's way. So this pond will stay clean for ducks, geese, and fish to enjoy. wrote 8-28-07...

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As I stroll down this trail on such a refreshing day, taking heed of where I step, so many red ants working together. Transporting eggs and food to their homes, under these hills so colossal and majestic. Nature has instructed them, of what they must do, before fall is here, and cold winds come their way. Such energy they all...

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Saw a school of bass this cool morning to small to catch yet, but someday they will land in someone's frying pan. The pond where they live is so murky but so far they seem to be doing fine, but the insects flying over the pond, gives them plenty to eat. wrote 7-11-07...

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