Slumber Pond

By both night and day,
green willows’ glimmer-twins
languorously shimmer off the silent shore
in the lustrous silver sheen that floats,
supple and languid as Spring,
all across the slumbering pond
and, in that supernal shine,
faint ripples rise and lightly pirouette.
At shore’s edge, knee-deep in sighing
sedge, within the timeless grove,
five ghost-white horses doze afoot,
cool and becalmed in pooling shade.
The whisper-breeze lifts tree tresses
and the drifting horses’ manes alike.
As dreaming willow wands sinuously
wave above the darkling shallows,
the moon glides across the pond
and the water’s placid face glows and
swarms with fireflies and stars.


from Sailor in the Rain and Other Poems
© 2007 Denis M. Garrison

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