Feet in water
Still warm
Tickled by plants
Reaching up, up
From their underwater forest.

There in no one here
This Friday morning.

The traffic flows constantly by on a nearby highway.
But I allow myself a little stillness.
The calm of the water reaches up for me
from its depths.

Be still
A moment
Let the current pass you by.
Feel it agaisnt your resistance
Your stillness.
Pleasant bc it goes.

The Audacity of September 

Camps all Done.
No longer Summer according to the calendar 
But the water doesn’t know this
Or the sun.
Someone needs to tell them
Schools back is session
And there is no time for fun.