Lagoon

Placid waters call
In tiny fresh water lagoons.

Terns resting from bays crested wave,

The paddle dipping,
Diamonds cast in sun-strewn spray,
Whirlpools kissing the edge.

Box turtles tanning on fallen pines,
Escaping the invasion of my prying eye,
Splashing in muddy bottomed water along the banks.

I feel sunlit cast, upon my face,
Hearing the slight rumbling taps,
Of ripples wake along the bottom of my canoe,

Sliding through placid waters,
In tiny fresh water lagoon.

Lagoon

burk28

Warren, United States

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