I roam summer paths
Stanzas bud beneath my feet;
Words break into bloom.
I gaze across a pool
Open shadows jewel cool banks;
Water lily cups
Refract blue sky
secret souls
In polished petal tips.
Hidden pond-frogs sing
Rippling strains of conscience frame
Voiceless summer rites.
Sunlight glints, flickers
Of flame ignite noontime breath;
Frozen firelight
Dilates hushed, blue-green spheres
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Dragonflies hover.
Swallows overhead
White-cap-ripples gliding on
Calm crests of Memory.
Snails navigate
Jade-blades, float on willow-foam
Paths lie hidden, though;
A snail has crossed my walkway.
Hours shift silently.
On butterfly wings,
Microscopic gem-scales speak
World-immensities
A contest entry
- Summer by sheltered.
525 points, ended January 1, 2008, 10 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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how lovely...
I find this poem! Very, very well done!
Congrats on the well deserved gold tin...
Excellent write, sir!
Congrats!
Blessings! Tammy
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Many thanks. I appreciate your taking the time to read and comment. And I equally enjoyed visiting your poem. As I said there, well done.
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Wow... this was awesome... The only thing that bothered me was the unnecesary capitalization but that's a personal thing. Very tight and full of imagery. Excellent write.
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Thank you for the comments and the trophy. I shift frequently between caps and no-caps, depending on the sense I have for the formality and tradition of the poem/form at the moment. I tried this one both ways and finally went with the more formal, more traditional--caps as a way of emphasizing poetry rather than prose.
But either way, thank you again. A great contest, especially with the temperature outside a balmy 17 this morning. Fun to work with.
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