Curtis Johnson Poet Couplet

Rivers and Reservoirs

I like to behold the budding of bushes and branches as they prepare to create  their beautiful roses, shady limbs, and green leaves. I like to hear the sounds 

of creeks, dams, ditches, lakes, ponds, and waterways shouting in early Spring, as they welcome the inflow of waters rushing from the mountains and 

hills, after a long winter’s snowfall. I like the Summer’s offerings of water slides, watermelons, and other cool foods. I like swimming pools, cold drinks, 

back yard barbecues, and soothing night breezes after a hot summer day. 
I like the beauty of the Fall Season beckoning and bidding me shift into the 

lower gears of life, calming me after a long hot summer, causing me to enjoy the golden colors of trees, and teaching me the value of constant change.
                                                                                                                     I like Old Man Winter which slows me down, shows me how hard, cold, and solid is the ground on which I stand. Sometimes, Old Man Winter stops me 

dead in my tracks, reminding me that it’s okay, and I need not fear if  I freeze, because come Spring, though every part of me be still as the dead,     

I will rise again. He lets me know that I will thaw, breathe clean air into my    nostrils, and flow like melting snow, filling dams, rivers, and reservoirs.	

080108 (Contest 030919, Week 2 2019, Brian Strand)
Contest entry112720,On Your Marks, Naturally, Julia Ward

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