Lake Lover
Luna’s image reflects on flat water;
she smiles at her likeness and ripples softly quiver.
Beneath the glinting surface another universe exists
where subaqueous creatures live, busy in their nests.
Moss shawls arm drape low on sitting cypress tree,
ungainly, with legs so short below her knees.
Yellow pollen gathers brightly, floating along the dock
forming lacy fabric, the moon’s evening frock;
oh, that I could be she waltzing on this liquid floor,
evermore a lover of the lake.
March 6, 2022
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