From the water's edge,
I see the spastic, choppy
topography of a river
that looked glassy
from the bridge that
spans it.
Is this one river?
Am I one traveler?
One River [Free Verse]
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at water’s edge,
snakes wrestle: writhing, twining,
but slipping the pin.




I take a sunrise photo
And find the glorious orb
Diminished by poor photography,
& upstaged by a flaring pigeon.