THE LOVERS (A Quadrille)

pond-mallards

The lovers floated 
in the clouds oblivious 
of the breeze that could 
make mallards shiver
or of the slanting sun 
that made the leaves 
burn  yellow and crimson.  
They were wrapped 
in a cocoon
of each other's arms
making the public 
pond their own.


For:  DVerse Poets' Quadrille #18: Cloud

We spent a good part of yesterday afternoon visiting a nearby state park, Borderline State Park.  We covered only a tiny fraction of the park.  So far, my favorite part was the Leach Pond area where I was able to see autumn reflected in the water and some mallard ducks in the water.  I would have loved to see the ducks at closer range but a pair of lovers blocked the narrow egress to the pond.  They give me the idea for this piece.

 

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16 comments

  1. Isn’t it wonderful how those things that happen to us can inspire. At our place in Palm Desert we are almost over-ridden with mallards and each year wait for their babies to hatch and then watch about 2/3 of them being taken by hawks or coyotes. Nature’s balance, I suppose.

  2. I love that phrase: ‘the breeze that could / make mallards shiver’! Chilly! I also like ‘the slanting sun / that made the leaves / burn yellow and crimson.’ But most of all I love the simple observation of those lovers ‘making the public / pond their own’!

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