The sun drops behind the shore,
The sky aglow.
Nightfall on the water.
I pull and push
The canoe away from shore.
Longing for the warmth.
The great blue heron
Perched on the skeleton
Of the ancient pine,
Silhouetted on the
Oriole sky.
The skin of the lake
Ablaze in orange, yellow, and black.
Waves swelled and fell.
The canoe pitched and bobbed.
The paddle blade leaves
Bright eddies on my side.
Colored lights on a deck
Elvis on the stereo
Easy laughter from a porch.
Failing light, all in shadows.
Dark houses, silent waters
A beaver before me.
He slaps his tail and dives
Shallow near shore.
We cross again,
Repeating the dance.
A light from my window
Guides me home.
Dark around me
All is still.
Written Thursday 7/20/00 at 9:50. It is about my two hour canoe ride on Swains Lake from 7:15 to 9:20pm.
(Raymond A. Foss)
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