April Poem-A-Day 15: Wait for me by the river

Wait for me by the river.

We’ll strip naked and dive
into the powerful waters
to explore and plumb
the secret currents together.

In the eddies we will laugh
at danger while we come down
from the fear adrenaline
ebbing in our shared blood.

I call to you
from the edge of the flood:
Wait for me by the river
so we can swim together.

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April Poem-A-Day 10: The garter snakes will return soon

The garter snakes will return soon
to bask in the sun,
curled in the new grass.

The dogs are puzzled by
these reptilian creatures;
the serpents smell strange,
move in unmammalian ways.

So I protect the snakes,
shooing the dogs away,
allowing cold blood to warm
as they doze silently.

My blood warms too
in the spring.

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