This, a River

This, a River This, a river, I am not lines but curves Winding around sand bars Creating islands¬† Revealed in low tide My current pulses life Tadpoles, carp, algae I smile in light Shimmering reflections I draw in birds to feed I am poetry for travelers¬† On barges I hold kayaks as toys To capture... Continue Reading →

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