Cascade of silence

‘Silence, Waterfall and Forest’ by Arthur Bowen Davies (1862-1928)

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her tresses came down in a silent cascade
her dress still dripping from the rippling pond
unnoticed by deer spotting the eagle’s crest

I watched her listening for the whistling birds
but all I could hear was the eagle’s far cry
her tresses came down in a silent cascade

smiling at me she blew me a kiss
before deciding to reluctantly abandon
her dress still dripping from the rippling pond

her body shone wet in the morning sun
as it came down in a cascade of silence
unnoticed by deer spotting the eagle’s crest

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