Joanie Sobsey


Oars

oars in my hands like an extension of my arms
i push water past the rowboat
propelling us on the shining waters of lake sheldrake

it is late summer, warm but with the slightest hint of fall in the air, sunshine...blue sky, you know the kind of day

Birdie, Jay, Sam and I row us all with great strength across lake sheldrake
enjoying the use of my arm muscles
if i could row us all to safety

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