poised upon the waters
cast in time ‘til sunlight’s break
misted lake with lone boat rocking
i stand breathless in its wake
bear witness to the wonders
of earth at first light’s dawn
be cautious of its mighty spell
for man is merely nature’s pawn
threads of light soon arrive
to banish the somber scene
tendrils of gold will soon kiss
this place so muted, serene
lured by mystic beauty
i chance to dream and wander
transfixed in dusky silence
lost to the world I ponder
on the verge of lake and sky
alone with thoughts of yore
i contemplate upon love lost
across on distant shore
About Me
- Cheryl Earles
- I inherited the love of music and history from my father and my artistic abilities from my mother. I had a love affair with words from the day I discovered the word Periwinkle - I deemed it the most precious crayon in the box and wouldn’t color with it for fear of destroying its pristine appearance. I cherished every lofty word I came across and used them to create a world that was far, far away from my mundane, every day life in the small town of Bridge City, Texas. The rest can be read under the post titled The Dawning of a Wordsmith. I am also a foodie. Look me up on travelingtines.blogspot.com
