Reflected in the Water

     From lifewithelise.blogspot.com

I have always loved water;

grew up on the border

where land and river meet.

I delighted  

in water sounds,

in its feel, cool and smooth,

in things living

in the shallows and depths,

and the off-chance

of spotting a water sprite.

I’m not a strong swimmer

 anymore,

living inland

and growing old.

But I still love the river

and I am not afraid of drowning,

so why do I just keep treading water?

 This is for dVerse where we were asked for some kind of self-portrait.  Check it out, the examples given really helped shaped what I came up with.  Also for PAD and NaPoWriMo Day 18.

Choose

Lovely as a scab,
indecision hangs her head;
broken-toothed smile
drips a bloodied goodbye
in the pocket of yesterday
and you think back, forever
to what almost wasn’t
and wish away
the other
knowing, here in the doorway
any step you take
destroys an infinite number
of possibles -
eggshells break
beneath your blistered feet

This cheery little piece is for Mr. Knowitall's Friday Flash 55, where he prompts us to say our piece in exactly 55 words.  Click on the title to go there
Also posted on One Shot Wednesday, One Stop Poetry