the pond reflects the world above
a brightly colored mirror
the city landscapes that I love
are shinier and clearer
in the inverted images
than in my real life
those marred by endless scrimmages
absorbed by endless strife
the water filters, keeping just
the beauty of our plans
when all we've built had turned to dust
untouched by human hands
the ponds will still reflect the world
unaltered and pristine
and campfire stories will be told
about what might have been
Author notes: wc 81 Photo from RichPointofview
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