Rivers' Dream
St. Lawrence river in the spring
when a lake makes the ocean its' dream
shallow ice and sand bend the wind
the twigs begin to twitch and spin
sandwiched like a water gin
buds burn through the fragile skin
never is there amendment
sloughed grained signals silently sent
as vast white feathers float to shore.
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