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Moon Lake Dawns

Tori--we haven't posted in ages--so here goes--you do one too. if you can type --how's it going?  At Moon Beach camp- I wrote this poem the day after we (the adult class) had a lively discussion on diversity and how to encourage unity--we got into racism,  bullies, those who are different--skin color, mental ability, little people, wars fought over rigid religious beliefs.)   I took a great photo on one of my dawn kayaking days and in my iphone notes found the start of a poem. I rewrote it. What do you think? Does it make sense? (Even without my explanation?) photo attached too.  Ugh--proofing this, --it has a boring title..bleh.  Am trying to think of another title--- "Two is One"   "At One"  "How We See It"...  "To the Shooter" "How to Get along"   "Getting Along".....do you have any other ideas?

Moon Lake Dawns

Morning, fresh-washed blue,
loon-languid,
cloud mirrors itself in the lake.
In one paddle stroke I slice
the real and the reflected into two parts.
The real, a tame cloud that can grow
into a dangerous storm.
The mirage, fluid, open,
easy going, how I want things to be.
Floating on the lake,
so much, different
so much, the same.

                                          Annette Grunseth    August 2015

 

 

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