Sunday, November 4, 2012

The Shallow Pool By T. L. W.

As one by the side of a pool,
who idles at ease
to dabble his feet in the shallows
discovers the cool
green-wavering surface rising
in sudden seas,
So am I caught by surprise and
immersed in these,
your delicate ankles arched,
your tender knees,
your expression unmoved,
your hands paused,
your eyes not blinded,
misty images
under the shy trees.