by Ken W Simpson
The branches
of a candelabra tree
loom above
a fountain spouting
up
then tumbling down
upon a frog
solemnly squatting
motionless
as pale reflections
dance across the water
dark and deep
in the gloom of a lunar night.
From:
Ken W Simpson
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an Australian poet specialising in free verse., A number of my collections are available online at Amazon and elsewhere.
Last updated March 03, 2014