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The Lake.
Such a shine,
a glimmering of rippled satin
covering the centre.
The rise and descent
of bank and bush undulates
towards a darkening horizon.
Caught between two framing trees,
just edging from the shore
a pool of puddled ink
dares look, towards
the silken sheen.
My vision drank upon
the view, as evening
blinked her eyes,
wisp's of wind
then raised a hand
and took my lake away.
Nice lil depiction...reminded
Nice lil depiction...reminded me of the lake story in "Fried Green Tomatoes"...only, the ducks carried off that lake'
"Deepinyourdreams"
Have never seen that film,
Have never seen that film, may do now it sounds interesting. When I saw what the clouds had made I really wished I could paint. Sue.