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lakeside
by A.M. Demarcocrest the hill, awe-struck.
sky opens wide.
all shinning
ten-thousand sparkling moments of the mist
turn back inwards, again upon themselves:
great big giant mirror
shouting the unspeakable.
this city, these lights, this shore.
greenest green green grass
soft and dewy under ruckous tread.
stillness and wonder in motion.
a start, a finish, transition all together now
we
pass the bottle. breathe the freedom. smile and know.
it is forever, only
apparent for a moment.
06/08/2006 Posted on 06/12/2006
Copyright © 2024 A.M. Demarco
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Leslie Ann Eisenberg on 06/12/06 at 08:03 PM what a snapshot! i don't know where this is, but with your vivid language, i can see it so clearly. the line break choices and the repetition create a choppy rhythm that i really dig, too. fave line - ten-thousand sparkling moments of the mist...and the third stanza is wondrous perfection. well done. PK |
| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 06/12/06 at 09:34 PM vivid and lovely. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 05/16/07 at 10:58 AM congratulations on POTD. therein this wonderfully sensitive poem are powerhouse images imbued with great rhythms and flow. |
| Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 05/16/07 at 03:14 PM The imagery is absolutely stunning. As you intended it, I'm sure. I love this poem. Congratulations on your POTD! |
| Posted by Quinn Vokes on 05/16/07 at 04:59 PM I know exactly what you're showing here. I feel as if I've been at you're lakeside, once a long time ago. This poem has a nostalgic feeling to it, lovely and yet frightening at the same time. Beautiful. Congrats on POTD, you deserve it.
- Qu |
| Posted by Deanna M Gritsonis on 06/14/07 at 07:45 PM Ha love you. |
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