Summer Sonnet: River-Woman

Awakened! I returned a stream in Spring to flow and grow on nature’s snowmelt milk. I came to be of earth and sky (...a fling), my sire a winter storm. Like liquid silk emerging, I was born; a water-child. Between two banks I nestled with my dreams and bloomed a gAnGLy creek ‘til solstice. Wild I played— not meek but sleek. I crested s-e-a-m-s, a juvenile with ~snaky-curves~ and —==>speed. Mid June rebellion, ripples bared, I’d run as sweet as rum and swelled with rain, (a)greed; the gasoline with which my wish was spun… by August dusk, a river-woman reigned! Oh, stars — those s.t.u.d.s — did rise [as if ordained].