Serenity in Absence

I am a lake,

Cerulean and still,

Nothing moves in my wake,

Naught to overspill.

The winds shake

The sands from the hill;

I feel them snake

Across my surface till

I swallow them whole and not a ripple make.

I wonder whether I will.

Reviews

[Tom McRoberts]

Very interesting twist on 'water poems' here, Joshua. So often in poetry water is used to express constant, fluid motion, to see the reverse done is refreshing. It works too, never once felt out of place. Great stuff, keep it up!

[Joshua Rawlins]

Many thanks for your review. I didn't expect someone to read this poem, let alone enjoy it enough to write a review on it. After a long break from writing poetry, your words have given me more courage entering into what I hope to be a constructive writing period.