Monday, November 17, 2008

Trilogy: Out of the Depths

canoeing on a mountain
cold, deep, vast
a rock
long and side
looms just ahead
just under the water
terrifying me
we pass over safely
i can't forget the terror

the reflection
clear but not quite
there but somewhere deeper
sinking into the depths of the shallows

that sheer cliff of rock,
plunging into the pond at the shoreline
goes who knows how deep
and frightens me

(Mad Priest, if he reads this blog today, will have a field day with these! So might you.)

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