Reflections w/e 20.2.12
Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2012 5:45 pm
I've been travelling away from internet access, so am running a bit late with this one, but I figured it was better late than never so here it is...
All comments/suggestions for improvement/constructive criticisms gratefully received.
Reflections
By Robyn Sykes
The scene from the ridge is an artist’s delight,
reflecting a life as the day fades to night.
The lake is a garden where memories grow,
then flicker and ruffle as aging winds blow.
Condensing emotions will gather on high
as droplets of dreams join with prayers floating by
to hover as thought bubbles, white ink on blue,
or blots of black anger in thunderous view.
Love shines like a jewel, pink diamonds in gold,
lust leaches to grey as the sunlight grows old.
Creation’s great artist is dangling a line
in waters of dreamy eternal design.
All comments/suggestions for improvement/constructive criticisms gratefully received.
Reflections
By Robyn Sykes
The scene from the ridge is an artist’s delight,
reflecting a life as the day fades to night.
The lake is a garden where memories grow,
then flicker and ruffle as aging winds blow.
Condensing emotions will gather on high
as droplets of dreams join with prayers floating by
to hover as thought bubbles, white ink on blue,
or blots of black anger in thunderous view.
Love shines like a jewel, pink diamonds in gold,
lust leaches to grey as the sunlight grows old.
Creation’s great artist is dangling a line
in waters of dreamy eternal design.