near june dawn
one damp
brown leather foot
after another
crept through the woods
to a lake and canoe
where two
set off as few would do
to pursue the climbing amber sun
not yet in view
and jumping swimming fish
deep in the blue
the deer and bear and birds
what they saw
no one knew
2 comments:
I especially love the first twelve lines- a beautiful stand alone poem, but what comes after, leads me to believe there is more to say in this same rhythm and tone. This could become a great children's picture book.
I am with Annie on this. To be on foot as the sun rises and the earth is quiet is a remarkable experience and you have captured the feel of it Jack.
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