Friday, November 20, 2015

Lively Creek
 

Leaves
tumble down the
lively creek.
Some journey far -
the water like
a high speed chute.
Some follow a twig
floating ahead.
The twig spins
and meets a big stick
and a grumpy rock.
They hold in pause
locked in place
as running water leaps over
their curves and limbs.
The followers smash
into the melee.
They form a crazy nest
a shining poem
with twigs and stones
and rotten debris,
clearwater shimmering
against the
gray limestone bed.
A curly leaf 
makes circles
in a current near the bridge -
it floats upstream
away from the other leaves
and sticks.
The water keeps flowing.
There's healthy commotion
in a creek in motion.

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