slipping into cool lake water
short flowing elementary backstrokes
under pine, and oak boughs
cast in flickering campfire light
then further
out past "the rock"
into the middle of the bay
floating still
on a floating planet
looking up through milky way arms
a few of those stars are in other galaxies
a few of them are galaxies
beyond beyond
Ollie, so lovely to see you at What's Going on - and to enter your blissful poem, full of peace and starry skies. Just lovely.
ReplyDeleteOh, this sounds so very peaceful, Ollie. Dreamlike and ethereal.
ReplyDeleteYou've captured this cosmos so beautifully. Nice to see you.
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