May 12, 2008
Playfulness
Posted by spasmicallyperfect under Beauty, Dreams, Life's questions, Moments in time, Nature, Spring, Thoughts, Writing
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I saw my face
playfully twisted
by the lake’s gentle strokes
of timelessness.
Where else
can one drown
in peace and quiet
and reawake alive?
Where else
can my bare toe
erase my image
while tickling water?
May 13, 2008 at 12:31 am
That was really good. I can almost feel the water tickling my toes.
What do you mean by ‘almost’?
May 13, 2008 at 8:10 am
Lovely photo with a poem to match. The ‘gentle strokes of timelessness’ is magical.
Liked that line myself. Came out of nowhere but was meant to stay.
May 13, 2008 at 12:42 pm
I feel relaxed and sleepy, just like I was the one sitting on the dock with my toes in the water and the sun on my back. Magical.
Cool. Can I serve you a drink?
May 13, 2008 at 1:29 pm
reminds me of the lake while camping .. niiice!
Hope the weather will actually turn a little warmer that camping doesn’t feel like a trip in the arctic!
May 15, 2008 at 11:13 am
“rewake alive”
where indeed?
Loved this piece…
Thank you.
May 16, 2008 at 8:20 pm
You brought me back 20 years with this.
My parents camp on Rocky Pond in Boylston,MA
I can see my face reflected in the pond as I write this.
Thanks for the trip.
~m
Your welcome. That’ll be $20, a buck for each year!