Courtney: Image Poem

Lake Unknown

Smooth black water ripples with the wind
As if it’s a dark mirror reflecting trees and sky.
Carefree bass swim below the surface, quiet and safe.
Seaweed like skyscrapers that move with the wind
The lake, contained by trees green with life
shake their hands in the wind, softly rattling.
Grass grows taller than any suburbia rulebook would allow,
Dancing to the rhythm being sung by the breeze,

The pier is not sturdy, made of red weathered wood,                                                                            Some boards  run parallel to the water, while others sag, but its ok.

Placid Lake, the subject of the poem, Hayward, WI