across the log
as graceful as a dancer...


rising out of the water
jeans and blue t-shirt
like a weighted blanket

muddied and wet
the girl of the lake
delighting in the fall

the playful eyes
that wild in her smile                               

(I too
knew that smile
intimately
once
and dreams were plentiful
as the songs
that kept me alive

but the wind walks
a singular path
through the tall grass
surrounding lakes

a thief tip-toeing into another day)

The conch was blown.
The air vibrated.
The birds spread their wings and took off.
Life began to grind its gears again,  
wars, deaths, and elopements became headlines once more.

He picks at the fray of her gaze
‘til she frowns. Sews shut her mouth

with too many questions.

We grow roots.

Sun shines hot through a tall window, and
she curls to me like vine.

We wind together, sway ‘til her small hands
whisper at the nape of my neck -

Finished, done.

Watched rain ripples in syncopation with the ducks quacking
It is raining like April
Tears falling everyday
Wasn't that long ago or far away
Strangest weather in April
But it is first week of May

C@rainbowchaser2021