An indifferent lake early
Foggy
Monochrome gray
Offering no invitation
To look closer
Approach
Enter
Ride upon
Yet filled
With possibilities
Latent beauty
Much to be revealed
Later
Sparkling blueness
Drawing laughter
From children playing
Those fishing
Waiting in hopeful
Anticipation
Copyright 2015 Thomas W. Cummins
In a dim light... 
July 25, 2015 at 11:37 am |
I am late with my response to your poem Tom, apologies.
The first line got me, ‘An indifferent lake’…the following lines of the first verse in equal spirit of indifference, lakes are such mysterious places. Then to come alive with human activities, well balanced.
July 25, 2015 at 1:04 pm |
Thank you, Teri. Your comment is filled with encouragement, and very much appreciated.
September 18, 2015 at 8:34 am |
Hello Tom,
I am nominating you for the 5 day photo/story challenge given to me by suedreamwalker. She has a lovely blog.
If you want to have a go, the rules are-‘Post a photo each day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo. It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph and each day nominate another blogger for the challenge.
I haven’t seen you posting anything for a while Tom, I hope you are well.
September 28, 2015 at 9:45 am |
Yes, Teri, I am very well. Postings come and go for me. I have one simmering this week. We’ll see.
As I write this, a loon came into view. Another peaceful sight on this placid lake.
September 29, 2015 at 7:50 am
I am visualising your lake and the Loon coming into view, wonderful. Lakes are such peaceful and spiritual places. Look forward to reading another one of your poetic observations soon Tom.