The lily pond

 

Deep and still the pond demands respect,

look but do not touch

Murky, sludge, thick and green. Like a one-sided mirror,

its underbelly hiding, accepting no reflection from the sun

 

Just a hint of ancient story escapes the secret world as nymphaea pods explode the

surface,

refusing to be trapped

like prisoners  in a cell

 

Murky sludge, thick and green keeps invaders well away,

except to wonder at the beauty of the lily pods,

perching serenely

on rounds of recumbent, floating leaves

 

Make no splash or disturb with a curious poke

Guard like, the sludge-green water watches from a stilled and stern position, it surrounds

the glorious nymphaea’s, and they

without a hint of compromise, raise their pastel petals to the sun

 

They grow,

they bloom and show their splendour to the world,

before retreating to the murkiness

of the secrets deep below

 

Different to the human world?

Maybe not!

tLily pond1

About Heathermargaret

Counsellor, writer, mother of adult sons and wife. The order of above changes regularly depending on lifes' pressing issues.
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4 Responses to The lily pond

  1. Nice imagery Heather, I could see it. 😌

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  2. deivamarina says:

    Oh, how lovely to see this here on your blog complete with the photo. Murky sludge, thick and green. I love that line and I love its repetition on the poem.

    Like

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