The creek ripples under a melancholy sun,
boughs shift their forms
to shake loose the morning’s dust
and intertwine the feathers of joyful reeds.
Deep in the creek in darkened shade
its tarpaulin a reflective shadow;
the spirits of the water reside
to brighten the hues of green,
under nature’s loving gaze.
Copyright © 2014 by Kate W J White (All Rights Reserved)
4 thoughts on “The Creek”
A splendid interpretative piece. Nice work.
Thank you! 🙂
I’m glad! Thank you so much!