I lay awake above the lock
where natures forces stall
and in its starlit mirrored top
there spied reflections of us all
The surface clear the faces proud
above the murk beneath the mask
this new purview all sight allowed
all laid before and all things past
Then with the dawn the sluices vent
my visions flow to wilder Seas
the moment passed my memories spent
and all the words I have are these
© Wolfgar 2019
Notes from life 
David,
This is a beautiful poem. In a way, it reminds me of “Lanterns”. With a single image, you capture a number of emotions and themes: the pretense of perfection in stalled nature, the overview allowing you to see clearly, the realization that the waters must be released and with it, dawn and the passage of time unhindered, wild.
As is usual in your work, the rhythms and rhymes are unforced and measured precisely.
Respectfully,
D
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Thanks Devon, yes it is a little like “Lanterns” I get quite a bit of inspiration from water in its multiple manifestations, it’s a great medium for a metaphor.
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I echo Devon’s comment and I agree with you David that the depths and surfaces of water supply us with ample metaphors. The surface and the deep are all one. John
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