Tuesday, June 23, 2009

the bodach rists -
tentie o the funtain
heavin an fawin




the old man rests -
watches the fountain
rising and falling

11 Comments:

Blogger Devika said...

thats very nice...may be the child in him is enjoying it! :)

loved it, John :)


wishes,
devika

3:27 AM

 
Blogger Dave said...

something I would like to do at this moment in time, having climbed up a hill in the heat. There's something calming about this, something that extends to the unending rhythms of life and I think I'll stop now before I get too pretentious.

4:47 AM

 
Blogger Ashi said...

The peace of this is lovely John.

5:25 AM

 
Blogger RBroeker said...

Interesting point of view: the reflection is part of the watching, not of the water itself. Like it very much, especially the Gaelic one: "bodach" and "heavin" are wonderful words.

Best wishes
Ralf

10:07 AM

 
Blogger J. Andrew Lockhart said...

nice.

10:18 AM

 
Blogger Magyar said...

I see that water spout... . Fine one John! _m

2:28 PM

 
Blogger Paul Smith said...

A lovely poem John.

6:06 AM

 
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

this parallel a walk through Woodford Square in T&T; only thing missing is the pigeons preening and cooing

much love
gillena

6:54 AM

 
Blogger Masago said...

I can identify. :-)

7:24 PM

 
Blogger Tikkis said...

an activating idea, fitness training!

1:28 AM

 
Blogger jem said...

In the moment but timeless as well. Peaceful too.

8:09 AM

 

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