the water flows along soft banks of green
                awakening the sounds of nature
    as the willows tickle the waves
        while smooth stones cause ripples
              to sing to the trees

                            and i listen

                                 sitting there with myself 

                            and you

you flow over me,
the trees, the stream,
tickling the willow;
and the willow tickles me
as I sit alone, along the soft banks of green,
skipping smooth stones across the ripples

                         and i feel you

                                         blowing around me

                        and the world

this small world,
quiet and serene
along the soft banks of green
as nature awakens
and I sleep
dreaming wakeful and silent
waiting for you to caress me again

                        and i know you

                        hear you

                        feel you

as I become the water,
the breeze,
and each
small smooth stone
skipping, rippling, singing
to the trees


Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-07-03 at 15:47

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This is probably one of your best yet. It is very beautiful and keep up the great writes!

Your friend,

Phyllis J. Rhodes
Ahhhh, a delicious meandering with beauty, form and grace. One of your best.

Malin Johansson
A very beautiful and so soothing poem here!!!
I could se you there in the green among the nature captured by its force!!! one special force!
Keep on writing

Mr painter
Love this great

I like the structure of this--the echoing themes, the nature motifs, and the kind of pantheistic feel of it. Nice work.