By: Paulo Lorenzo Garcia

Image upon the waters placid
I had invoked
From the corners of my mind
An interminable stream

Image upon the waters placid
Free and fair, the maiden with flaxen hair.
Sun rays reflected in the waters lucid
Amidst arid blows I pondered
Each intelligible whisper

Alas! It was a day
Sans serendipity’s stroke
As pebbles were hurtled
Upon the waters once placid
By silhouettes in the distance looming
The pebbles sunk
And sent the water rippling

While lightning flashed forth
And thunder boomed north
It came to a close
With rain falling
Raindrops upon my body cascading
Until it turned into a storm front