The repeated sway as the paddles dip, dip, dip
Water trickles off the edge of the paddle
Dripping on my bare legs
Smiling, at peace.
The open lake, the settled lake is all mine
Sun beams behind me
My neck captures and radiates the sunlight
Tired arms rest and the paddle rests
Kayak carefully gliding
Tilt my head back
Rest my legs gently out of the kayak.
Breathe deep, breathe in the lake
Lay there
Bobbing back and forth in the waves
A perfect getaway
I take in my kayak
Lift my steed from the water
Tether it to rest for tomorrow.
…I will return
Dearest Paige Elizabeth,
ReplyDeleteI really liked what you did with this poem. The spacing choices create some separation from the center part of the poem. The fragmented style in which you wrote also adds to the effect, creating a very peaceful atmosphere. It brings to mind my own memories of kayaking as well, while still allowing me to visualize your trip.
-J.T.
I love how you structured it!! That's so creative!
ReplyDelete-kara