Golden rays radiate glittering pathways
between the slow sways of the evergreens.
The Lapis lazuli lake smiles back at the sun
with yellow, contoured shadows casted
by the rhythmic Indian Swampweed.
Wildlife footprints form chaotic formations
of order within the multiple layers of crunchy powder.
Hour-by-hour, the jubilant procession of power
leads to the water’s edge, where the exuberant animals
lace up their skates and pull their younglings on homemade sleds.
It’s when the falling ice softens into fluffy flakes,
I am finally able to witness gravity’s flaws.
The quietness of winter’s beauty follows
its own jurisdiction of naturalistic laws.
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Kale Sinclair
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Do you ever get sidetracked when writing? I do. I think it must be in the nature of the creative mind to draw connections and have a need to explore them. Since the World Wide Web became established in the 1990s, this has become a lot easier to do. The phenomenon being described as ‘going down a wormhole.’ Sometimes a distraction, but I have written some of my best work when I have disappeared down one web wormhole or another. It also happened in the days when most of my research was book based so we can't blame it on the internet. Book research was just slower. These days, guided by my AI friend, it is much, much quicker.
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Comments (3)
Lapis Lazuli lake - great description among many in this poem! Great job.
Absolutely beautiful.
This was so beautiful Kale.