Deep plunge pool in the heart of the moor
Centred in spring time unfurling of bracken
Shadowed by a twisted thorn tree
Water pours in over a mossy lip
Large pebbles line the sloping
Glowing colours in crystal water
Something falls
Breaks the surface
Circles upon circles radiate
Contours ripple to a point of disappearance
Sparkle in the dawn light
Stone in the water
Copyright © 2016 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Re-blogged from 2016.
The Cheesesellers Wife 
Very beautiful.
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Thank you!
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😊🌎
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Another beautiful poem. I can feel the water on my skin as you describe it. Would you do me the honor of participating in the tanka poetry contest I’m hosting on my website? Only five lines, due Monday. Thanks for considering. :)
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I’ll give it a go! Often, when trying to produce a poem to a particular form I go blank…. :(
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I am a big fan of free verse. I’ve found tanka and haiku seem to be more flexible than English rhyming poetry. See what you think. :)
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Very lovely!!
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Thank you Darlene!
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absolutely beautiful Kim! Loved it! <3
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Thanks Carol!
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You’re so welcome Kim 😝🙂
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