refraction

brief circles break the surface

of black water

rain drops delicately descend

rippling into infinity

 

then disappear

                                 like time

 

clouds separate

in sensuous recess

sudden sunshine speckles 

black water turning brown

                                 is a lovely light refraction

 

a white breeze blows downstream

but buds still burst brilliantly

from exploding green pods

and      

                                 all is reflected in murky mirrors

 

in sixty seconds

 

clouds close in again

and seal this day

brown back to black

and green to gray

About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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