Napowrimo: Ode To A Resting Spot
dogtrax, Kevin's Meandering Mind, Apr 11, 2020
(I am participating in National/Global Poetry Month as I continue to write small poems each morning. – Kevin) Day Eleven Ode to the Resting Spot on the Mill River Leeds, Massachusetts, USA This place is forever different from the ways we remember: rock bridges turn asunder; broken tree limbs buried, the writer’s left, to wonder: of ice […]

(I am participating in National/Global Poetry Month as I continue to write small poems each morning. – Kevin)

Day Eleven

Ode to the Resting Spot on the Mill River
Leeds, Massachusetts, USA

This place is forever different
from the ways we remember:
rock bridges turn asunder;
broken tree limbs buried,
the writer’s left, to wonder:

of ice dams of December;
flooding from September;
the March release of mountains;
summer’s gentle fountains;

All enact their toll,
taken as payment,
for infinite hands
relentlessly carving
this river line

These lands we think we know
remain a mystery, an unknowable
force scrambling its way to ocean
with no worry of the wreckage
left behind

Note: This is both my daily poem and my Water Poem Project today — combining the two morning writing activities together — sort of like, two currents swirling together.

Peace (forever in motion),
Kevin