splashing like children
even the old woodpecker
man-made rain
water
Sea Tales
sit on the shore
one with the driftwood — listen
to the sea’s soft tales
Her Dreams
she tastes in her sorrow
the salt spray of the sea
that swallowed her dreams
Shattered
shattered by a rough wind
shards of moonlight ripple
across a dark sea
Highlights
reaching across
the wide sea — the sun
highlights its path
River
who can believe
this river — a dried mud flat now
will rage come spring
First Love
walking hand in hand
the brilliance of first love
outshines the sunlit waves
Drifting
deer roam through the trees
beside the waterfowl marsh
wisps of fog drifting
River Rats
on the bank a dozen
riparian creatures sunbathe
as I spy
(Learned a new word last week, so I must use it.☺)
Ballerinas
water striders dance
among the cloud reflections
ballet at the pond