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