Wednesday, April 16, 2025

Nature of it

 

monet's lilies cluster together like cluods

before a summer rain shower,

offering solidarity to those of a similar nature,

a weeping willow stands guard ovr

the pond's dominion as the koi hide

in the illusive shadows that darts along

its fashionable perimeters, only to be

contained by shape and size...

small frogs on the pads sit looking

for a ride to shore - nearby turtles ignore

their request because of the noisy

morning they've had to endure...

the nature of life lives at the bottom

of all thoughts and actions especially

when the restless owls fly to northern

climates to avoid august humidity...

darling deer, one by one, come looking

for does who have washed ther legs

in these stagnant waters, hiding from

all their responsibilities - the pond offers

its memories to those with interest

to those who might be curious but not

to those who respect not the nature of it.


April 11, 2025


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