Someday the dawn

~

 

Here on a lake formed of nature’s creation,

tucked away deep in the hills

Nary a footprint along sculpted shorelines,

visions to capture the thrills

 

Silent reflections of all that’s surrounding,

still are the waters this morn

Sunlight invades through the meeting of mountains,

as a new day now is born

 

Taking a seat at the edge of the waters,

skipping a flat rock to see

Ripples of wonder in circular motion,

waving good morning to me

 

Now as I breathe in the air so alluring,

scented of pines ever tall

Reaching the heavens in silhouette wishes,

echoes enchanting the call

 

Nothing shall find me alone of this moment,

lost on the pathways I chart

For in the distance I know that she loves me,

I feel her love in my heart

 

Someday the dawn it shall bring us together,

here in this setting so free

For of this beauty so wondrously offered,

she is all I long to see

~

Reviews

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

As a poet, I have always longed for a partner with a poetic heart. The only two that I know of, Ted Hughes and Sylvia Plath, did not end so well. A dreamer dreams in beauty and light, and I have to appreciate that beauty and light in your writing.

[willweb]

Thanks so much my poetic friend. I wonder though how two poets would handle a relationship like that...poets are very headstrong, from what I have found. Though, I think anything could work if beauty and light and love were involved. I appreciate your visit and kind words.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

They have to have two separate offices.

[willweb]

That's for sure. : )

[Lorry]

Beautifully captured Will. The essence of being alone with just nature, doing her thing just to brighten your morning, along with the stillness of thoughts that are never as still as others would imagine, as that someone is always in the background of your thoughts, at least until such times she's at the forefront of them, perhaps wishing the same thing herself.

[willweb]

hey, thanks so much my friend. What a nice review of my little poem. I appreciate your thoughts on this.

[Betty Hermelee]

Your most favorite spot in the world and you show us how beautiful it is indeed with your soft words and your stunning images of he hills, pine trees, the edge of the water where you flip a rock, sunlight through the mountains, it's all so dreamy... but the best part is that you would crave your love beside you and the last few lines show it all....
Just beautiful Will.....
Best, B

[willweb]

Aw thanks Betty. There is so much beauty to be found in nature. It is an amazing feeling to be out in the quiet just listening.

[Betty Hermelee]

alone? or with someone you love beside you?
Either way!
You're very welcome dear Will.
Best, B

[willweb]

Either way. : )

[William Michael Reeves]

This poem took me to a song by ELP, 'Just Take A Pebble'. I really like the silent reflections verse. The meeting of mountains. You capture readers in your web, then thrill us with your words!

[willweb]

Thanks so very much my friend. ELP, one of my faves. Being a pianist, Keith Emerson was always one of my musical idols. So sad his demise.

[William Michael Reeves]

Pianist? Cool. I play bass and hammered dulcimer. Take a pebble is my fav song of theirs. The piano solo in it is amazing! All of our idols are dying. Then we're next.

[willweb]

Yep we are. I wonder if anyone will ever say...that poem reminds me of William's or Will's his poetry?

[William Michael Reeves]

Eternal notoriety would be the goal for wordsmiths and spinning spiders. I have plans to create a manuscript in hopes that may happen. Search The Bergman Prize for poetry. For unpublished poets. Are you published?

[willweb]

No, I am not published so to speak. I have had a short story or two published, but no poetry. Oh wait, I did publish a book of collaborations with another poet but it was self-published and didn't sell hardy at all. Does that count?

[William Michael Reeves]

That counts to me. I don't think it would disqualify you for the Bergman Prize. 10K to the winning manuscript.

[Chris Shaw]

Mmm I just breathed in the scent of pine in this wondrous mountain setting. To know that one is loved by someone special, has to be the best feeling of all. A lovely write will. How I envy your pen. Such a prolific writer. Your muse must love you.

Chris

[willweb]

I don't know, sometimes I don't think that muse is too fond of me. : ) Thanks Chris. I just see something in my mind and it comes out as a poem. Many of these are just dreams though...life will always be life.
I really do appreciate your nice words and your support. Thank you so much.

[Chris Shaw]

You are welcome will