Reflections of Reality
Be Careful Where You Step
Once upon a time,
I took a little job,
To write a poem that came to mind,
From an image, Tell a tale.
So I looked at all my pictures,
Found out the smartest one,
Plastered it, upon a page
And sent it out to you.
It's in my minds eye twice,
The image was so nice,
Displayed upon the lake
For me to see.
Now it's in your hands,
My job would seem all done,
Take my reflective image,
And let your minds eye run.
Look closely,
Then look far away,
Look once,
And look again.
Know which is up,
And which is light,
Guess once, guess twice,
Then you'll be right.
How may I know?
How can I tell?
Right after the shot,
In the lake I fell.
I took a little job,
To write a poem that came to mind,
From an image, Tell a tale.
So I looked at all my pictures,
Found out the smartest one,
Plastered it, upon a page
And sent it out to you.
It's in my minds eye twice,
The image was so nice,
Displayed upon the lake
For me to see.
Now it's in your hands,
My job would seem all done,
Take my reflective image,
And let your minds eye run.
Look closely,
Then look far away,
Look once,
And look again.
Know which is up,
And which is light,
Guess once, guess twice,
Then you'll be right.
How may I know?
How can I tell?
Right after the shot,
In the lake I fell.
Published by Robert Van Norden
Robert is a retired plumbing and heating contractor and a freelance author. Presently residing in northern New England and compiling an online library of plumbing and heating articles, United States coin col... View profile
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2 Comments
Post a CommentAs am I, as am I. The depths offer an unknown mystery for the curious. The surface surrealism for us all to ponder.
Thanks again Orchiolum.
I am drawn to lakes, rivers, streams, and creeks...even when smiling ;)