Sense It

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The lake once calm and smooth like glass,

Feels the wind upon its surface,

It hears the rumbling of the clouds,

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And its waves turn into white caps…

It tastes the raindrops from above,

And smells a fresh clean scent…

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Then it sees the sun peak through the clouds,

And knows that it can rest.

I wrote this poem about the lake when I was 13-years-old.  Sometimes the lake seems sense it before the weather changes.

Cheers! 🙂

19 responses to “Sense It

  1. Beautiful words to match a beautiful place.

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  2. Very nice Jill, you know the lake well. Beautiful images.

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  3. Hi Jill. I love your poem about the lake. I still love poetry’s as I did as a child. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if this angry world focused more on poetry and Art? I miss you and the lake. We were at Hills the week after Labor Day and the weather was fabulous! I have to get my fix of the lake❤️

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  4. Wow! How wonderful that you still have that poem you wrote at 13! And how relevant it is to your life now!! ❤

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  5. I can see why you love being there. And I like that your words take the point of view of the landscape! (K)

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