The Dam’s Glorious Indian Summer Day

 

Fire hot pink~

Is the tree in the distance.

Stationed alone as if~

Guarding the lake~

With haughty assurance.

A ledge face bare~

Crackled, tan, enclosed by~

Alternating pops of colored trees.

As they Fan before their leaves change~

Just before they die to be swept away~

With the breeze.

The clouds fluffy vivid white~

With brush strokes of pastel grays~

Gradually stream by~

As I low tempo am mesmerized in my gaze.

The sun is warm and bright~

With her rays stretching.

Strikingly, piercingly wide~

Like a delicate etching~

In the powder blue sky.

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The wind dances across the water~

With zillions of wave heads~

Bee bopping in~

And out of her garment.

She a fine lady is a process of altering stead.

Wild bobbins fluctuating amid large masses~

Of dark navies to electric blues~

Peak and dive across the lady's skirt~

Occurring too furiously for the~

Eye to choose.

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People come and go~

Admiring this vista.

Certainly a pleasant site~

To be refreshed, encouraged~

Every iota.

They must be blessed with~

A joyful peacefulness~

Filled with the feeling great full~

To God in high reverence!

A turret stands on the water's blued petticoat~

Just a bridged attachment from the earth's edge.

Enticing the mind to ponder once lived castle moats~

For kings who led with also their fortresses afloat.

He is made of natural stone bricks~

Footing sturdy down deep in the waters bed.

Where it be sound, fixed, bound not to creep~

He is firmly anchored faithfully wed.

His arched windows cased in light granite~

Gives the palace his own relic charm.

Shelfed forms jet to dress a dignified fit~

Too tuff for anyone to harm.

A round roof he sports~

Reaching, narrowing to the very top!

Unique a pointed pinnacle calling out~

A passive air of appealing welcome~

To all as he is found.

The fortress on its blue green floatation~

A sturdy brick path leads directly.

A bridge dressed with arched openings below~

Permitting the waters laced turquoised slip~

To pass under, within as only itself~

It does please when in flow.

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Aloof a backdrop can be witnessed~

Pending colors expected.

They will burst from plush greens~

To a multitude of hues of a gay fiesta!

Soon fancy and fleeting~

Oranges, reds, pinks, gold's, ~

And even auburn browns~

Flaunting before long on the~

Mountains burly out stretched arm.

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Closer soft tassels & yellow pedals~

Leap from flower tops in a cheerful dance!

Soon to dry and crumble~

While sewing seeds to give their rebirth a chance.

Sporadic boulders sit as if purposefully~

Placed in a landscape picturesque.

Seeming to beckon tourist to~

Perch on their distinguished molds.

To captivate longer stares~

As stories told enthrall and extend the detainee's rest.

A black rod iron barrier stretches long~

Wavering chest height as it accommodates the uneven~

Bending ground.

Sending a brash message any likelihood of entrance~

Is most undoubtedly denied~

No access will be allowed!

A foreboding fence displayed ~

Restricting passage~

Shielding visitors from a diving fate!

Shouting protection from a plunging doom~

Of grassy backbends pitched.

A steeping downwards tread~

To the waters underskirt~

Whom during her day by day habit~

Rhythmically washes on the pebbled shores girth~

Weathering it to a perfect fit.

Crimson leaves of a Japanese maple~

Can not be ignored.

As Brilliant Sumacs flutter at her knees~

As if she is a Queen to be adored.

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The Asian beauty also appears to admire~

With living transformed zeal!

Enhancing herself up for the occasion~

As her royal devoted duty~

Is core appeal.

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Every organism and element~

Attuned to enjoy the dam at this~

Glorious busy pallet time.

Celebrating signally yet together~

This Indian summer day~

So fine!

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By Lisa Luv

(Lisa J. Warner)

Dedicated to Anthony

Copyright10-9-2009@LisaLuvLLC

AllRightsReservedByLisaJ.Warner

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maven101 6 years ago from Northern Arizona

Lisa... Such exquisite word pictures:

" the tree in the distance.

Stationed alone as if~

Guarding the lake~",

" Flaunting before long on the~

Mountains burly out stretched arm."

You have drawn a lovely Indian Summer picture poem, with hints of a silent prayer for stability in your life...I wish you well and look forward to you taking those thoughts " off the shelf " and bringing them into the light...Larry


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jacobkuttyta 6 years ago from Delhi, India

I really enjoyed the pictures on this hub.

Thanks for sharing the rare views


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wayne barrett 3 years ago from Clearwater Florida

Very beautiful. The beginning reminded me of the white mountains in new Hampshire.


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Lisa Luv 3 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

The scene is close to it wayne barrett ....


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MartieCoetser 3 years ago from South Africa

Awesome description of an awesome vista!


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Lisa Luv 3 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

Thank You MartieCoetser


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CraftytotheCore 2 years ago

So beautiful and inspiring. It makes me feel peaceful to read your lovely words. The photos are excellent.


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Lisa Luv 2 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

CraftytotheCore thank you so much...


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jhamann 2 years ago from Reno NV

Oooh, this maybe my favorite so far, even though I really love 'wee little birds' Jamie


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Lisa Luv 2 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

jhamann~~~THANK YOU!


Kharis Macey 2 years ago

Those pictures are simply beautiful.


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Lisa Luv 2 years ago from Conneticut, USA Author

Kharis Macey ...thank you!!!

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