Ebb and Flow
I feel the ups and downs of this ebb and flow tears running down the river stream, Is this the right way to go? flowing treacherously, murky and coated with algae looking down on my reflection, holding myself and consoling my inflection following the fish that swim up north I look at the little tadpoles that wash up to the shore they kiss my fingertips, the pebble I threw skips then, the waves gradually break, I haven’t eaten lunch yet, that’s why I have a bellyache - Leah Rae