|photo by PSC|
These dragonfly days
she chooses to wander the waterways,
synchronizing with the whispering wind. Inhalations,
exhalations mingling into chanting song,
trilling her forward, trolling her aft.
Loose, liquid lap-slap of water soothing,
relaxing, waxing a lulling lullaby.
Sunning turtles watch warily,
slipping into water as she passes.
Startled frogs flop, plop into muddy weeds
at the unexpected company.
Complacent in her presence,
monarch sips on milkweed, while
cattails wave their welcome from the shore.
Wonderful bubble streams
shoot to the surface,
exploding like tiny sky rockets.
A flock of geese scoots out ahead
seeking escape in the shallows,
leaving behind a flutter of feathers —
a trail for her to follow.
Embraced by bullfrog banter,
she harmonizes her treble hummmm
into their bass confabulations.
Enveloped in a flurry of blue-green damselflies,
she’s captured, enraptured
by their stunning conjugations -- aquamarine duets
performing pageants on her paddles.
Pure white and pastel pink
water lilies glide past.
dance on the sandy floor.
(long, lean, lithe) leisurely trolling below
nods a cordial hello.
Wafting slowly past a rope swing, she sees once more
those grinning boys from days before:
their wild, whooping, swooping, splashdowns,
blue-lipped faces superimposed on those from years ago;
sunny memories intermingling,
her intertwining recollections mixing up
the sweetest summer concoction.
PSC / 2014