Here by the lake, with the trees
falling generously inwards
casting shade across her
brow. She lies feet draped over
the edge, like the curve of a
swans neck, feet in the water.
A rush of wind moves the trees,
lily pads push to the surface,
pink flowers with green tails
swim almost unnoticed.
Here by the lake, she takes the
water in her hands cupped although
to pray and allows it to slip
through her fingertips, like a stream
flowing back to the sea.
A buzzard hovers in the sky,
the earth sculpts her pose to perfection
her fingers touch a piece of bark
she feels its many faces
new and old-perfection and fault.
Here by the lake, a song has
begun to chant in her ear,
her hair glistens in the sun
the earth spins particularly fast.
Flashes of red, swirls of gold
and blue and red.

Comments
Cavalcaderl | May 4, 2010 - 21:43
new Beeme
What a beautiful descriptive poem
the stanza I like
Here by the lake,she takes the
Water in her hands cupped although
to prayer and allows it to slip
through her fingertips,like a stream
going back to the sea
making it's journey.
and the last stanza
Here by the lake,a song has
begun to chant in her ear
Hope all is ok.
did you mean pray and not prayer
sorry not sure.reminds me of Raphaelite
book has a picture like this,I have
but she is laying
in the lake.
My long term friend,of
years is is hospital.
julie.
Silver Spun Sand | May 4, 2010 - 22:29
We obviously both had 'swans on the brain';-)
Your poetry goes from strength to strength.Much enjoyed.
Tina xx
Beeme | May 5, 2010 - 07:38
Thankyou Julie, I'm glad you enjoyed. I'm sorry to hear about your friend. I think I might mean pray, thankyou for the pointer.
Beeme xx
Beeme | May 5, 2010 - 07:39
Thankyou so much Tina :)Glad you enjoyed.
Beeme xx
rjnewlyn | May 5, 2010 - 21:09
Very beautiful work. Enough other-worldliness to take it beyond reality into something else, but not overdone. Really liked this.
Rob
kheldar | May 5, 2010 - 21:35
Hi Beeme,
Can't see what you're unsure about, this is a beautiful piece. I really, really like it.
Kheldar :--)
Beeme | May 6, 2010 - 07:31
Thankyou very much Rob, I'm glad you enjoyed :)
Beeme xx
Beeme | May 6, 2010 - 07:32
Thank you for the encouragement David, means much. :)
Beeme xx
MistakenMagic | May 6, 2010 - 09:20
'A rush of wind moves the trees,
lily pads push to the surface,
pink flowers with green tails
swim almost unnoticed.'
- love this stanza, Beeme! This is a poem full to the brim with rich, colourful imagery. Much enjoyed - well done ;)
Magic xxx
Beeme | May 6, 2010 - 15:14
Thankyou so much Magic, I'm glad you enjoyed this one. :)
Nolan | May 6, 2010 - 19:29
Very interesting… Especially the last stanza. It makes me wonder if you’ve been smoking something. Don’t show it to your doctor.
I like the lakeside too. Love to go sit and watch the water and the lights. Just sit, and wait, peacefully.
Cheers! Nolan
Beeme | May 6, 2010 - 20:13
Thank you for making me laugh Nolan :) And for taking the time to comment. Its lovely sitting next to the lake, peacefully.. just sitting, trying not to think. ;)
Beeme xx
Cavalcaderl | May 7, 2010 - 11:53
new Beeme and Nolan
I to agree,away from housework.
And sit and watch nature has to
offer,if he won't go I'll go?
I think we all could be to-gether.
julie xx switch off all mopbiles,hour
not I want one,and t.v.concentrate
on new poem.subject whatever.Peace!
Julie xx
Cavalcaderl | May 7, 2010 - 12:12
new Beeme please don't think I was rude.
re;prayer and pray. If I don't get it quiet
here,myself I make loads mistakes.Well friend
improved,but as knows quite a few female friend's.
I'd happen to know most,I put in get well card,name what about so and so? Unfortunately she read it,phones me out the blue,got my number,shouts head off,what do I mean.What about keep name free ...Well another great friend,he knows and all help him.I Felt sorry she did't know.Ends up she has been
everyday.Why I bother I don't know.Always put my foot in it and hear.Another one met on bus,visited
with me,asks him all medical details.Ugh! I don't think that's good for any patient.And to phone incase
having re-hab;now say only not too many bed.so not Been up week. One says they just go and walk in
You can't tell them.He took and included me in all our groups."Midas" everything he touched turned to gold.At moment evrything I do is wrong!Oh!well.
Have a good week-end
julie xx.
Beeme | May 7, 2010 - 15:21
Yet, its great to get away from daily stress by sitting by a body of water it always seems so much more peaceful.
I hope your weekend is good Julie, and I hope things start going better for you also I didn't think you were being rude I'm very grateful for your help and yoru comments:)
Beeme xx
Nolan | May 7, 2010 - 21:14
You’ve updated this Beeme? There is good structure and it’s not frivolous. The poem is first class it’s lovely. All so peaceful and so serene. You have real talent.
Beauty is in the eyes of the believer &&
Nolan | May 7, 2010 - 21:18
New Grandlady Calcabaderl. Great! Picnic-time! Let’s watch one of your favourite nature programs, put the tablecloth on the floor and throw sand over the food.
Jokes aside, does sound idyllic.
Peace! Nolan
Beeme | May 8, 2010 - 08:15
Thank you so much Nolan :)
Beeme xx
Nolan | July 23, 2010 - 12:42
"Here by the lake, she takes the
water in her hands cupped although
to pray and allows it to slip
through her fingertips, like a stream
flowing back to the sea."
Lovely, pour your heart out
&&
Tom Brown | August 15, 2010 - 13:23
Mystical worlds of magical Romance
Nolan | November 16, 2010 - 14:28
Yes enchanting, luring, "a stream flowing back to the sea". Check out my "thunder and tenacity". Cheers Tom!