in the mountains across the river
thunder grumbles somewhere
threatens someone else
with electric consequence

specks on distant water
bob unconcerned
gulls glide on lazy updrafts
watching for a pale green flash below

a fat carp twists through
waving weeds
by the rough leggings
of our dock

a cicada saws the afternoon in half

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About riverwriter

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: Doug also has a Facebook page, "Incognitio", related to his novels.
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