Like MolassesA Poem by Cherrie PalmerMy pond on a still night
Evening light sashays across center stage, as both May flies and striders closely skim the seamless body of water. Like winter performers gliding on ice they dance across their boundaries. The soft babbling of the brook feeds the night sounds & lends not a ripple to the water. Only a feeding bass breaks the barrier, interrupting the sound of the breeze for a fast snack. His ripples appear quickly and then stretch out like molasses only to find stillness once again laid out
before me.
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Added on April 29, 2013Last Updated on November 27, 2016 Tags: poem_nature Previous Versions AuthorCherrie PalmerOakland, ARAboutI am a published poet and love poetry. I live near the White River, and love trout fishing. I find my surroundings a great inspiration to me. I also have two books on Amazon Kindle: Obsession Starts.. more..Writing
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