Blue

Boating ten klicks from Summerstown, east
all the way to the conical cairn at Lancaster

River and sky play as one in the sun
ripples reflect in instants the intensity

listen look and wonder at birds playing
over the empty surface of the weekday river

far islands perch between sky and water
uncertain of their domain where both are one

the long serpentine water path traced red in Ontario
and green in Quebec by winter’s large stick buoys

the islands are russets, reds, golds, greens
but the water and sky parade glorious sapphire

the air is warm fresh alive and, like the river
not for sale

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Poet, playwright, duplicate bridge player, website designer, cottager, husband, father, grandfather, former athlete, carpenter, computer helper for my friends, theatre designer, backstage polymath, retired teacher of highschool English, drama, art, a baritone singer in a barbershop quartet, who knows what else? wordcurrents is on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/wordcurrents/ Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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