A Teacup Full of Stories

Hi there! I hope you enjoy this poem that I wrote this evening. To anyone who hasn’t read my poems before, I try to write everyday – I sometimes do short stories as well – and I always enjoy getting feedback on my work, so please feel free to leave a comment about anything you like, or aren’t sure about, or even if you want to write something of your own on the same theme! Go wild 🙂

Sunlight filters through the dripping fronds,

Casting golden shadows across

A quietly murmuring stream, that lilts in quiet

Harmony with the rustle of the wind;

Fly now, with me, downstream;

See the sunlight light fiery diamonds on this

Rippling mirror, distorted clouds

Scurrying from bank to bank below;

Watch the river snake its way through field and forest

Of softly weeping trees, silently pouring

Their hearts into the waters;

Witness its cascade from gentle stream to turbulent

Pool as the waters plunge down

To their newer course, down below;

A crashing, splashing, eroding wave of

Frothy rage that pummels the rocks and the water and the banks,

Passing through the dark recessive gorge, and then,

Emerging once more into the dappled sunlight

Of the summer’s day,

Watch them settle again to

The quiet, silky murmur of before,

Slowly wending their way

Past the fields

And the willows.