everything here
is stone & water; the slow moulding
of glacier leavings
by centuries of water
wearing its path
there is life
flickering alongside & through
this unhurried, subtle grind;
evident in fossils
& water spiders that skate
on surface tension,
skim over crayfish & tadpoles,
silver, flashing clouds of minnows
& brook trout
we too are all witnesses
& participants,
me, on the bank
floating my legs in the currents
as I write
on the fringe of the equation
as my children splash within it
all our atoms involved
& some dissipate
in silent, pleasurable
erosion.
Susan Daniels Poetry 
Love your poetry! Thanks for the blog.
Thank you so much!
wow – i love this
Thanks so much, Kyle!
This is great. I’m glad I stumbled upon your blog. I look forward to reading more from you.
Thank you so very much!
susan, beautiful. I’ve seen glaciers in alaska and this resonates a trueness!
Thanks Rhonda–this is what happens when I take my notebook with me to the creek 🙂
They are the best of you though
Thank you!
this is a very nice take from your creek. as to the development over time, it is certainly something to marvel at. legs floating in currents while you are writing is a great image.
Thanks, Don
simply stunning – and so calming – and one can feel your joy of being out and enjoying the best of nice early summer? day, legs in water, carefree, chilling out and writing beautiful poetry! and such power to describe – stanza 2 is great – and also conveys your marvel at the beauty of nature, something we often fail to notice or take for granted.
Thank you, Noel. It was a lesson for me–from now on the notebook goes with me every time I plan to walk there 🙂