Water Lilies Sprawl

water lilies

Water Lilies Sprawl

As the breakwaters in the harbour
calm the water’s chop and swell
so these staggered trunks of trees
break up and dissipate sound waves,
keep a stillness in the cool of the woods
even when the road runs close alongside;

they ease the deep bone-thrum of the city
as a parent might lessen volume and bass
on a stereo as she puts her child to bed.

To walk here in the afternoon is restful
as the nap after the little deaths we each
reach towards daily, which lie before us
murky as the silent black pond in here, where
water lilies sprawl with licorice-dark scent.

About John MacKenzie

I'll mumble for ya. Poetry, plus most things quantifiable: science, neuroscience, memory, epistemology, baseball. And so on.
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2 Responses to Water Lilies Sprawl

  1. Josh says:

    Love this…like a little trip to dead man’s pond in the middle of the day.

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