Turquoise (poetry)

Turquoise

In the pond ducks are splashing

splattering droplets suspended in air

sparkling briefly in sunlight before falling back.

A summer breeze moves over me.

In the sky above

a chicken hawk dips its wings

surfing turquoise waves,

below in another turquoise

a bull frog bellows.

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Sirens in the distance approach,

growing louder before fading into another distance.

Highway noises cease,

replaced with eerie silence.

Between the turquoise boundaries 

everything but the traffic continues.

I wonder…who died on the highway today

under the pale blue sky

while the bull frog bellowed,

the ducks splashed,

the summer breeze blew

and the chicken hawk surfed on turquoise waves.

I put the poem into a video

A poem  and photography by David H. Roche

(C) 2014

Turquoise is a stone regarded as mystically symbolic. You can read of it's history and symbolism by clicking here.