The Lake

A Poem by getinthecarplease

And so the fiery rows of spring gather in the figures glare

To compose the manuscript of the emotions emitted in night

And they did watch the calyx and petals drift along the warming stream

In a dream did they sew the seams of the reflected gleam

And so the flaring rose blows in the gentle breeze of summer air

Which converges at a scarlet horizon with gulls vanishing in the light

And they did observe the words collide in a series of poetic beams

The scheme falls at the rising scream which startles the calm bream

And so the song resides along a riverside

The lake is shining in the dawn

As dusk chills the burning noon

The pond conducts the autumn spawn

And so the scorched prose shuts its eye in the winter lair

The lauded colors wither into the frigid soul of white

And they did wander to the frozen lake and the slowing stream

In a dream they did seem to drift from the lightened gleam

And so the lovers vanish to the memory of the warming flare

The silvers glow in a convulsing radiance amidst the freezing rite

And they did hold their emotions in a sequence of reams

A theme for the rising steam from the depths of the dream

© 2015 getinthecarplease

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Bear

Your work shows you are an intelligent person, this is very professional work. This could have been lyrics to an old Moody Blues song it is so in their style, and I love the Moody Blues. Great depth and imagery, I can see this haunting my thoughts for days as well as "the depths of my dreams". Thank you for allowing me the pleasure of reading your work.