Nature
Poems


Carp Pond

They slip silently
through the depths,
tiny and colorful
birds of the water,
their gills wave gently
as they weave among each other.

Overhead the Brazilian sunlight
gleams on trailing branches
heavy with colorful flowers,
silence reigns.

Then birds call to one another
through the gentle shushing
of water sliding down the rock face
to the pond beneath.

As the watcher sits immobile on a rock
a dragonfly lights on her knee,
he quivers gently, iridescently
and waves a greeting.

Carole (Peggy) Bollini