Today's poem is by Michael Chitwood
Going
To seep
would be my way.If I were a river,
I'd be trickly,ankle-deep
and summer slow.I'd rather be
a creek thanan Ohio
with bargeson my shoulders,
wake-foamed.It's better
to be cunning,creeping water,
to sneak and sopmoss beds,
to dampen sandand be siphoned
by butterflies,to rise in reeds
like musicin flutes,
a ribboncapable of glint.
Copyright © 2010 Michael Chitwood All rights reserved
from Poor-Mouth Jubilee
Tupelo Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission
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