Tuesday, May 7, 2013

[yep, I am posting] a love poem

In a Love Red Canoe


There is a long canoe

   on the wide sweep of the lake,

dark red on deep blue.


         The woman leans laughing toward

         the man, bending gently to his oars.


With the sun dazzling their eyes

   they know they’ll be on this lake

the rest of their lives.

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