Forgotten Light
Moments of Silence Acrostic Challenge
Stately and silent, the swans swim languidly within my
Imagination, their cygnets milling about
Like children who cannot grasp the horrors in the depths below, bright
Eyes darting like dappled butterflies on the wing. I hear but do
Not see my quiet surroundings, the
Cool lake air on my skin reviving
Echos of hazy summer memories and forgotten light.
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A very true look at the life of a swan and her cygnets, the darkness can’t stay away from even the peaceful things. Quite nice of you to bring our attention to the appearance of a dappled wing. Very nicely done.
Such a beautiful play on my senses. Bravo!
Well-wrought! I happened upon a blue herron on my walk home yesterday. I see them every once in a while, fishing in the same pond, stalking the shallow waters by the bank. Not quite a elegant as the swan, but cognate with your reminiscences here, I thought that we poets are like the herron, plucking memories from the murk and mud on the edge of our minds. You captured that here so well!
The imagery of this poem is wonderful!
Oooh...I love the delicate balance between the serenity of the cygnets with their parents and the threat of danger. It's not enough to take away from the beauty, but just a reminder, as Rachel noted. Wonderful entry, sir. I'd echo DK's words, your poems are always stunning! :)
John, this is beautiful, peaceful, restful, and the perfect ode to the end of summer. You are the master of the written word!
A delightfully restful acrostic 🤩
Great entry ☺
How deep can you go? There is so much going on, so much to interpret. The reader can really drift off into this, like I did. Great entry, John!
You’ve intertwined shadows and light so expertly in this! Stunning use of the swan imagery and that all too fragile beauty
This is languidly lovely. Well done.
Oh those signets, us, in moments of pleasure.
Beautiful. And the cadence is mesmerizing--you captured it. With the one panic of danger below sea level, the innocent lolliwag.
I felt that little poem! Made me smile, thank you😊
What a peaceful scene, except for the threat to the cygnets! But I like the fact that you included that, to remind us of how delicate these moments are and that they can be torn apart in an instant.
Oh wow, that felt so blissful! I loved it wo much!
So lovely and vividly described!
This is both beautiful and deep. It seems the narrator has lost either his vision or his soild. Excellent work
Wow- this is truly magnificent. Great beauty with depth, which seems to get deeper and more real each time I reread this poem! The forgotten light shines through so powerfully; beautiful work, John!
You craft a vivid world with your carefully selected words, John. Well done! This is very soothing and peaceful.
I can picture this perfectly and it's so serene! Nicely done, John!