Credit Island Play
Dwarfed figure delight
those who cross the causeway
to visit Credit Island
along the Mississippi’s wake.
The sun shines on manicured grass
where golfers display their strokes
and runners circle the island
repeating a treasured journey along an asphalt strip.
Taken from floods and neglect,
the island renews itself
and stands proud for another generation
who comes its way.
Long past pelt trader days
dwarfed figures take delight
in the play of city dwellers
and the timeless river swells.
Copyright © Mike Bayles | Year Posted 2012
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