Reflection
“Dark Magic Sky Reflected in the Lake” by Rock Bull
watching the lake watch the sky
still in youth of a trimester summer
these dim ancient eyes trying hard
to interpret the rippling of clouds
scudding gold in formations of flight
from an angry explosion of sunset
confessing their sins to these waters
unaware of my witness and eavesdrop
that causes my turn of attention to
all that I’ve done in my long day of life
I stand into the lake till it covers me
cleanses me washed with both water
and sky before time sends descent of its
deaf dumb and blind seal of darkness
thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
By: Paul F. Lenzi on June 30, 2016
at 6:07 am
most welcome always!
By: Ron DuBour on June 30, 2016
at 9:25 am