Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

I Appreciate My River

in the spring my river has an unusually active flow
tearing down her channel as if she is racing herself
I stand in the verdant grass with bare toes, watching
marveling at what delights might be hidden in her depths

it is now summer, the river has slowed to a standstill
a large catfish makes a super splash after jumping out of her
I love watching his fierce looking face, he is adorable
thank you for being here for me I tell my river

Oaks and maples turn red, orange and red
It is fall and there are a multitude of leaves on my river
they float uphill, showing me which way she flows
I wave goodbye to them, wondering where she takes them

My river is frozen in January, but probably not solid.
Some walk across to fish, but I stay on the shore, watching.
I know how treacherous and deep she can be.
I imagine the guppies and bass, wondering if they are safe.

I love my river, she is beautiful no matter the season
Whether she is solid or snaking a meandering path
She intrigues me and enthralls me, and I am glad to know her.
I sit on the river bank appreciating her personality.

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John Lawless September 16, 2023 at 1:13 PM OH YEAH!!! I feel the same way about the rivers I Kayak on. I talk to them, tell them how lovely they are, clean up small debris that will fit in the kayak and hear the river's "thank you" in the chatter of a muskrat, the smile of a fishing egret, and the whispered thanks of a stone rippled eddy Caren Krutsinger September 18, 2023 at 7:23 PM I love the river, there is nothing as marvelous in the world!