Lake Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 Pushing away low branches, spider webs, I see new leaves and bright flowers blushing out of a hollow tree trunk, flashing past as we paddle on. Down the stream in the middle of the current, a little raft floats on the stillness of swirling water, a fishing rod cast aside, unattended, as if waiting for those willing to be hooked. In the distance, an upset boat tosses her master into a sudden splash. How could someone grown up by a great river, fall, in disbelief, in this shallow estuary? I let go of my paddle and lean back. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted August 8, 2010 Share Posted August 8, 2010 I like your ability to take an ordinary event and turn it into a poem, Lake. Canoeing on a river -- it sounds like fun, but I don't think I would have got a poem from it. Your powers of observation and contemplation are obviously keen. I'm curious ... Did you write this on scene, after the fact in nature or elsewhere, or was it pure imagination? Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Larsen M. Callirhoe Posted August 9, 2010 Share Posted August 9, 2010 i have a good memory lake and could write poem from such a event but you made this read very worthwhile andenjoyable as tony said youdid well writing about a ordinary event. you never know where inspiration comesfrom. thank you. the poem flowed and had a sweet rhythm. loved it. victor Quote Larsen M. Callirhoe Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RHommel Posted August 11, 2010 Share Posted August 11, 2010 Hi Lake, I love this painting. Your poem really captured the details that make up this scene... I especially liked the bit about the spiderwebs and the bright flowers in the tree trunk catching your eye as you went past. Very soothing to me... and for some reason this poem also made me look at your avatar photo and remember a very similar scene in an incredibly vivid dream that I had many years ago. This one gave me lots to think about. Thank you! ~Rachel Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lake Posted August 12, 2010 Author Share Posted August 12, 2010 I like your ability to take an ordinary event and turn it into a poem, Lake. Canoeing on a river -- it sounds like fun, but I don't think I would have got a poem from it. Your powers of observation and contemplation are obviously keen. I'm curious ... Did you write this on scene, after the fact in nature or elsewhere, or was it pure imagination? Tony Hi Tony, Victor, Rachel Thank you for your comments. We did go canoeing on a weekend, we felt so relaxed in the nature. I never paddled before, but volunteered to sit at the back to steer the boat. Guess what, the boat kept spinning in circles. Thank goodness, we got help from our friends and in the end I was pretty good at paddling, but would not offer anything that I'm not good at in the future. There were laughter and surprises on the river for the 3 hour's canoeing. Tony, I do try to write something out of ordinary, but I find I'm not able to write what I want to say, or fail to see anything deeper from a simple event. Ah, another quirk from me. Victor, yes, there are many good memories that need to be written up. Rachel, glad you like the picture and the imagery. Thank you all! Lake Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted August 14, 2010 Share Posted August 14, 2010 Hi Lake, This is a most delightful write. Full of lovely details and such a great lightness of touch! Your closing line is superb and lets the poem carry on in the reader's mind after the read. A paradox that plays on the mind: the stillness of swirling water, Thank you. Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted October 8, 2010 Share Posted October 8, 2010 Great experience, Lake and good capturing of the moment. You have gifted hand to write wonderful poem that always gives such a pleasure to read. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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