bridges and boats
waving people on the Titanic
ancestors on long journeys
mothers holding babies
babies growing into teenagers
teenagers driving in cars
car shows in Ohio
corn stalks bending in the wind
shelling peas on porches
waving from a pontoon
a calm river in the evening light
bridges and boats
it was your quiet determination,
more than anything,
than stood in contrast to my indifference
i would like to be–
a random Tuesday in April
the thorns on growing vines
a defiant and beautiful weed
the moment before a whisper
a poem on the dog-eared page
the cold river current
she treads water in the wake
after waiting for months,
it seemed like spring came upon us overnight
9:00 am
Two mallard ducks
Five small turtles
One hawk circling directly above– its shadow lingering
goldfinches, robins, mourning doves, red-winged black birds and sparrows
12:00 pm
Three canada geese
Four small turtles
Two turkey vultures soaring on the warm wind currents
One blue jay screeching in the brambles
robins, mourning doves, red-winged black birds and sparrows
4:00 pm
One blue heron
Two enormous mating turtles
One fish jumping above the water
red-winged black birds and sparrows
8:30 pm
Thirteen canada geese flying in a “v” formation
a scamper in the brush and then a splash (beaver? another turtle?)
red-winged black birds and sparrows
and us–
the pup and me walking by the marsh in one day
“She suffered years of domestic abuse and then one day in her 60’s decided to walk the entire Appalachian Trail.”
“If you have any icing left over, you did it wrong.”
“These things come in threes.”
“They had so little, but gave us so much.”
“It always snows in April.”
when i dream of trees,
it’s a good dream
where do lost memories live?
i was tempted to bring you home,
but you would not survive–
so i captured your image instead and sadly, waved goodbye
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