The Pond
(Poem and photographs © Ralph M. Ferraro 2012)
Gray, flat
Colorless
Cool, wet
Rambling
So flat
Dull
Observing, looking
Color emerging
Browns, branches
Clear, water
Reflections
A leaf or two
Deep reds, greens
Light greens, yellows
Round, crowns
Branches, drops
The particular expanded
Mirrored in the pond
Hidden gems
Color amid flat gray
Easy to see the dull
The flat
Routine
Lifeless, boring
Patterns, textures the leaf
Reflections, the larger image
Do we see
Do we pass by
Experience
The bland, the dull
Color – shapes – patterns
Life offers both
On which do we dwell
the photographs are beautiful. they are poetry themselves!
ReplyDeleteThe poetry is lovely in its use of brevity of words, but which carries a profound universal message-- life comes in its lights and shadows-- on which do we dwell?