The pond was so silent
I could see the reflection
of three stars
there, there,
and
there
until a breeze from the field
rose like a Fairy Queen,
disrobed herself at the
edge of the water
and in one gentle
descent
stirred the stars
within their depth
until I could see
their reflection
no more.
When her foot
again touched earth,
and the water
fell to silence,
I could see in its
reflection now
a hundred thousand
stars.
Comments
Hi, Teddy
Sometimes a poem is formed from a simple observation, but actually reveals a complex thought. Lots to think about as of late, and poetry is a great tool to help cleanse one's puzzled, stirred mind.
Thank you for reading!
L
Hi, Jerry
Not certain where the Fairy Queen came from and when she will return - one never knows! I love watching the breeze make its way across water. Very magical.
Thank you for reading!
L
Shouldn't it...
be in the water's depth, not [their]? Great title and a scene that can be imagined from your writing. ~ geezer.
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Hi, Geezer
I understand what you mean...I am trying to describe the depth of the stars themselves, their very 'souls' as reflected from the sky into the water. I will put some thought into this...
Thank you, as always!
L