The sun peaks between the timber
unsure, hesitant to reveal
itself fully to an insipid world
too often indifferent
to its nourishing warmth.
And still we look to it
to illuminate the beauty too often
unnoticed – the greens shining
with life, brilliant and glistening
in the early morning.
But the pond holds close its treasures,
refusing to admit
the luminous gleam as we are left
to wonder what mysterious riches
lay submerged,
twirling in the dark
secret celebrations beneath the calm – looking
glass turning glamour
upside down
for our benefit. I dare not
provoke ripples.
(c) 2019 by Phillip Knight Scott
Written for this week’s photo writing prompt courtesy of Sue Vincent’s brilliant #writephoto challenge : “mirror”
Also written for the Ragtag Daily Prompt – “insipid”
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Love this, Phillip… especially the final stanza. ‘Turning glamour upside down…’ such a potent image.
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This is lovely and a perfect response to the photo prompt.
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Wow – thanks so much 🙂
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Soo beautiful!!
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Oh wow – thanks 🙂
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There are whole universes living in ponds. Love the poem and the photo………reminds us of the mysteries under the water, and all around it.
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What a beautifully reflective write! Enjoyed this.
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Thanks, Mary! I’m glad 🙂
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Wonderful response to wonderful image; love how you put yourself right there.
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Thanks so much Rosemary!
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Beautifully written!
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Love where you went with this. So much is hidden beneath the glass surface.
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Thanks so much!
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