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      Beside the pond ⁓

          Alone,
          I sat beside the pond
          this morning.

          Early sun …
          vibrant in its warm flush
          of golden welcome
          came cascading down
          from treetops’ glow,
          embracing grass,
          gifting colors vividly alive,
          lifting flowers’ faces …
          with their honey-pollened smiles.

          I was amazed
          at how the breeze knew
          I missed you
          or was even thinking of you,
          but I’d swear
          it touched mine with your cheek,
          slid a wisp of your locks
          across my shoulder,
          and became the sweetness
          of your breath.
 
          Olive oil and rose bouquet …

          … it hung for awhile
          in the morning air,
          a fragrant marker
          along a trail of yesterdays,
          leading to You …
          places of dreams and hope,
          of love and laughter
          and impossible possibilities.
 
          I almost started to believe
          I’d turn my head ~
          and you’d be there.

          Each year
          has come and gone …
          You, like fertile mana
          ever glowing, growing
          in my heart.

          It’s said all things end,
          and walking back to the house
          I sensed that coming truth,
          as Autumn’s leaves
          began falling
          like tears ~
          washing around
          my feet.

              Rascal
                     ©2025

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    2 COMMENTS

    1. Okay, I definitely picked up the metaphor – particularly fall. And I love the imagery and the essence of your description. I like how you meld the natural scene into a memory, slowly transforming the piece by use of personification. It’s a beautiful and moving piece that tugs on the heart. A pond has a minor majesty of isolated tranquility and intimacy, a seclusion befitting of a secret. You’ve picked your surroundings carefully.

      I’m impressed, even if you are a rascal.
      xoxo

    2. Ya know, Lady-Poet?

      Seems I’ve been posting more in melancholy mood; wonder why? 🤔
      Thinking I should brighten the page a bit more … any suggestions?
      Some things I genuinely enjoy about your reviews of my humble pieces are in the ways you have of letting me know you’ve actually read and understood their core essences … in how you concisely translate their metaphor, ambience, and timbrous moments — mostly, that you are so brilliantly capable.

      I’m so happy you let my rascally side impress your keenly insightful self! ⁓ Richard🖌

      BTW, hugs ‘n kisses have their own special language. x0x

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