08 September 2010

written by the pond

a few days ago


Give me a place where no one abides,
And I will drink to it;
Drink to the glorious sky,
The earth below it;
Wash my face with reflections,
Facing the wind in the trees.
The swans who bicker
In the flickering light
Join the song.
Flicker thoughts in rays of smoke,
Rings from the sun:
A life rebegun.


  1. Let me know if you find one. I'm looking too. The imagery here makes me happy.

    1. This was written by the pond off of Vets Hwy across from the government buildings. Always liked watching the swans there push the ducks around. :)