Web Toed Poems | Examples

Seeking Serenity

My mind to arms to hands to oars to lake

               I cleave the sunrise glass-like surface, still

With just my lonely friend, a mallard drake

               Thus set adrift, my thoughts, upon the wake

                              So buoyed by the breath of morning's chill ...



Oh, how I long to know the somber deep

               To let my weary soul sink with the bream

                              But I have many vows that I must keep

               My web-toed friend and I have loves to reap

And many lochs to row before we dream ...



Yes, many lochs to row ... before we dream.





~ 1st Place ~  in the "Standard Contest Number 135 Any Form Or None" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.

~ 2nd Place ~  in the "Rhyme Time II" Poetry Contest, Laura Loo, Sponsor.