Down by the River

First off, Onestop Poetry deserves a huge shout out for a fantastic year in the blogisphere! These wonderful folks have done wonders for my writing, and I can imagine they have done the same for many others.  From their lessons on form, to introducing us all to some fantastic writers, photographers, painters, and artists from all ends of the spectrum, AND perhaps most of all, for their commitment to One Shot Wednesdays.  I may joke about my latest online addictions, but this one's for real! The thought of missing a One Shot Wednesday makes me almost stomach sick! (okay, so maybe I'm a bit of a drama queen!)  But seriously, these folks have forged an amazing online community dedicated to support of the arts, and they have filled it with fantastic and supportive appreciators and artists alike.  I am honored to be able to be a part of it, and I urge you to visit...if you haven't already!

Okay, back to business! This weeks Oneshot Wednesday offering...

Down by the River

I wrote down by the river

On a sunny afternoon

Hiding under the canopy

of an ancient oak tree.

No one could see me

Just below her banks

on a little ledge

that felt as thought it had been made

just for me.

The water was shallow

despite our heavy rains,

and smelled like the creek

where we spent our summers as children.

The sun danced

on the silver backs of the minnows

and a robin called to me

from across the mirror of water.

A typical work day

Suddenly turned to muse

With the random coin toss

At the road~off stop sign

where two dirt lanes intersected.

And in my search for inspiration

I came upon this river

As though she had been waiting for me.

Stewiacke River Park
Natasha Head Photo