Sound Stream

Sound Stream

Sound Stream

Wary turtle silently
slips into the water.
Rattling kingfisher
dives with a splash,
carries its prize away.

Cardinal calls,
flashing red in its trill.
Woodpecker’s rat-a-tat-tat
sounds a counter note.
Splash of catfish tail
carries across the water.

Spring speaks to me,
sitting still
against the bank,
my kayak tucked
beneath an outcrop.

Just two miles out of town,
yet far from civilization.
No sign of Man.
My own presence
insignificant.

Such is Nature.

 

The optional prompt at NaPoWriMo 2017 for Day 12 of National Poetry Writing Month/Global Poetry Writing Month is to write a poem that explicitly incorporates alliteration.
Image: Moreau River, Missouri

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14 thoughts on “Sound Stream

    • No. I moved to Missouri in 2012. Something I learned when I left Western New York, is that they will call anything a river. Having lived near the Niagara for so long, I thought anything smaller than the Genesee or Allegheny Rivers was a creek. I’ve been paddling on rivers that are no wider than Ellicott Creek or Tonawanda Creek. Usually, I’m on the Moreau or Gasconade Rivers. The Osage is something more like the Genesee and I can paddle upstream with no problem, but it’s not like the small streams with interesting shoreline and wildlife. The Missouri is too swift for me, because I paddle alone. Too much work to go upstream, so if I stay with going downstream I have no ride back. I prefer a smaller stream for casual paddling.

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