By a Muddy Creek
By a creek I sink my feet
in yesterday’s rain.
A swirl of green water
sucks at my boots.
Water rats swim near
not afraid of my stillness.
A willow tree sheds yellow catkins
they drop like magical caterpillars
wriggling as they learn to swim.
I scratch an itchy nose,
creek, rats and willow dreams
sink away
into nothing much,
just the usual mud.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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