Today is a slice of lazy wind,
cascading stream in surges
and evening clouds
as shady duck movements
rain sprinkling, a continuous pounce.
Aged rocks trim the shoreline
loons are an eerie calling
between trees, a weave of moonbeams
ripples on lake, canoe ashore
everywhere a union of memory.
© Richard L. Provencher
Comments
skinner_jennifer | April 10, 2012 - 15:53
Wonderful poem Richard, so descriptive.
Hope you had a good easter.
Jenny.
Richard L. Prov... | April 10, 2012 - 21:45
Thank you so much, Jenny, for reading my work. Richard LP