How poetic can you be? Write a short poem about what you see

Purple Pond

Looking at the pond,

I see a purple camouflaged frog

jump into the water from

the dark blue lillypad

while a pink waterlily

gracefully blooms.

A beautiful sight to behold.



My piece of heaven

Yes, it’s just over there on the other side of the hill

There’s a grove of trees that hide it from the road

It’s an idyllic place; I go there to be at peace

The pond has no name; it’s not all that big

But the birds and other animals love the place

As you stand on the bank, you’ll notice the blueness of the water

There, near the shore you’ll find water lilies galore

A Monet work of art

The shadow of trees reflects from the water and provides shade from the warmth of the Sun

Here I sit and ponder my fate; as the illusion of this lake takes hold of my soul

Yes, it’s just over there on the other side of the hill

I hope soon to be free from these prison walls, away from my cell where the calendar hangs, of Monet work of art

My death sentence near, I walk that hall tonight, then after that

I’ll be free to walk over that hill to the other side, and stand as a free man on the banks of a pond where water lilies reside

Guildford H Windley

The snake and the Lilly shared a pond. A symbiotic relationship they carried on. The snake would hide neath the beautiful flower, till a female-frog came by let's say in about an hour. The snake would strike and eat the frog, but its eggs he would expel. For the beautiful flower Lily, needed to eat as well..

I see mystery

Light dancing with color

Spectrum of the Soul

The Frog’s Serenade

So peaceful and still the water just before night,

No hustle and bustle it is almost quiet.

I do hear a frog singing with his deep voice,

Looking for the lady frog of his choice.

Lilly pads ride the waves as frog’s serenade,

Crickets began their chirping as daylight fades.

Breathe. Take on natures sweet nightly sounds,

Come on, relax, pull up a chair and settle down.

Breathe.

© Cynthia Clark

On the alluring horizon of mother rose

I met you with an enchanted nose

Where the still waters hissed welcome

On dafodils happiness we have come

We shall dwell here for a thousand years

I'd love you in a thousand ways

Our long love dream

Coloured in reality like a beam.

Once I push through the perfection of the water lilies

past the bay where the water grasses grow as thick and as tall as corn

silence and the peace greet me like a long lost friend

like going home again

You can toil all day and night,

But it's in stillness does beauty trive.

Sing your songs,

Beat your drums,

But once the day is done

Be still and retain that day's wisdom