Dragonflies Over My Pond Comments

The first stanza attracts me again to visit this poem. Let me sing these lines....In my garden is a clean little pond / Fructified by tadpoles besides tiny fish / Where water lilies bloom by day / White and violet, a lovely sight. Enchanting beginning but sadistic concluding. Brilliant composition.

oh, yes, i remember now; the sadistic activities of Valsa, revealed. :)

Chasing dragonflies was a great delight of yesteryears. It is a wonderful feeling to read the poem and revisit the past. Thank you for a beautiful poem.

Beautiful words and how soothing just admiring these harmless fascinating insects. Thank you Valsa

Beautiful poem. Dragon flies all around. (10)

Lovely poem. Those childhood memories filled with beauty and wonders of nature all come back looking at dragon fly. Yes many butterflies lost their wings between our little fingers but we knew nothing better then go after our small explorations.

'' Were we sadists…… I still wonder! '' had you (all children) known, that time, how to correctly behave with Nature, you would have behaved differently, for sure, not allowing those poor dragonflies experience any torture.. This is one of many meditations your excellent poem makes arise, Valsa.. Parents/relatives should read your poem to nowadays children, to let them understand and respect all creatures and the beauty of Nature.. Thank you and.. greetings from Tuscany :) Cheers Fabrizio

Sweet beautiful and touching are Valsa's songs, I am always lost in the the lovely ding dongs.

How delighted we were holding them in our fingers As they helplessly shivered thrumming their filmy wings! Making them lift small stones double their weight In their quivering thread like hands, a huge task for them, Had been our greatest thrill then…! Were we sadists…… I still wonder! ...........So nicely speculated the real sight of holding dragonflies though it is very sadness for them. Beautiful poem based on child hood. Thanks for shaing......10

A poem with full of imagery, memories with a philosophical touch. With age we analyze every past act differently, with age we are spontaneous and do what we see or what we feel right. Your poem took me back to my childhood when we used to catch them for fun and soon set them free after every catch. Yet another great poem, thanks for sharing.

You evoke such memories! those that lie in our subconscious; i watch them too. but unfortunately in not so beautiful surroundings. You see beauty in all. From the flowers to the water. From the stone to the sun. Again i say you are beautiful inside too. Nature poems inspires me. It makes me.... just happy. Thank you

Beautifully written by a nature lover. Very refreshing and educational. Thank you Valsa for sharing.

Awesome use of imagery with nostalgic memories of childhood. Have never enjoyed the thought of a dragonfly this much before reading the poem. Thanks a lot ma'am.

Four wings Dragon Flies have, But this poem has much more, It makes us fly away, With images and words We just adore, A precious poem to well store. Just lovely! So simple, so intensely and well described, the reader is perfectly carried away to the marvelous scene and its memories. A great and soothing experience, to be remembered! Just loved it.

Thanks for sharing a wonderful poem which again reflects your deep love for nature. Apart from vivid details of the pond and the flowers it abounds, the poem takes us down memory lane where Helicopter flies aka Dragonflies make their presence felt with their frolicking moves. A pair of these flies hovering over the pond present such a lovely scene. Great poem.