(Inspired by images AB21, BB21, OVP21)
That Anniversary
There were no white cliffs,
no mountains, no peaks,
but we watched small boats bob
and sail
with our ponderings adrift
like eagles with wide-spread wings
gliding over river miles.
Small stars floated in my glass
the universe contained and at our fingertips,
I watched the clouds breathe, and
we walked along the canals
under azure expanse, hand-in-hand, no words needed—
the robins flitting from bough to bough
sang our thoughts–
and later violet night enfolded us,
as we slept in her arms
I’ve revised mine slightly from the version posted on Paul’s page, but there is such a wonderful poetic range here inspired by the images for this day. You can see the art and read the poems here.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
The last verse is particularly delightful
Thank you very much, Derrick!
This so beautiful. ❤
Thank you, Robin! 💙
So lovely Merril –
Thank you!
I like the second stanza especially. Reflections, both inside and out. (K)
Thank you very much, Kerfe. Yes, you’re right!
This is a beautiful dream of a poem. The song “Beautiful Dreamer” came to mind after I read it.
Thank you so much, Liz! That’s lovely! 😊
You’re welcome, Merril!
I thought I’d forgotten to leave a comment, after I read this on Paul’s site. I knew it was yours straight away, as soon as I got to ‘small boats bob and sail’ then ‘ponderings’. So Merril 🙂
The second stanza is beautiful.
Thank you so much.😊
I’m pleased you like it!
I always do.
💙
This is just simply lovely. The type of day I love.
Thank you so much, Dale.💙
We had one like it yesterday when we went to Grounds for Sculpture (then on to a winery). 🙂
That is wonderful, indeed. We had a few lovely days as I played tour guide with Marc. No winery here, though…. 🙂
I’m sure there were other things . . .😊
You know it… 😉
🙂
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