In that trick of the light
when the sun-glazed maples
She's Water
Gray sky caps the world like a lid,
to the south, yellow margins,
Dishwasher
Behind your metallic door
lies the mystery of scalding
Don't let the poem out of the glass
is what Jeanie told me to use for a prompt. It could have been
don’t eat the glass I embedded in the poem. Or poems made out
Weathering
I spent my whole life
trying to be like stone
Life Lessons
How she loved gathering
tadpoles from the rivulet
The Sturgeon
Missed Connection with Aquatic Mammal
Me, 34 y/o SWF, bisexual, lonely, wearing a red windbreaker on a boat.
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I am in you, of you, cleanse and quench you.
I am rain and snow, ice and haze
Blue Heaven
Activated by water, redeemable stamps became the taste
of our household in the mid-sixties. We’d lick, then stick
The Coming Storm
That’s what I call Dad’s watercolor
of Terry Andrae beach: the lake seething
Deep Six'd
Sunken ships
never give up
Lake Country Weather
I know what you’re saying
about living near Lake Erie:
Even the Bees
are pissed
mad as hell
Mosquito Creek
Close the windows, let dust from the road
make its way into the car, coat the floor mats,
Journey
Lorine Niedecker's River
You saw him turn away
from the future beginning
Viewed from Behind a Waterfall
The line of tourists
in bright teeshirts
Vintage Water
deep pockets in the Mount Simon Aquifer,
carved under farms in Western Wisconsin,
Aquatic Boomerang
Your castoffs keep invading me.
I spit them back.