The River

Quiet waters © 2014 Tamara Beck

The water passes quietly,

Amiably swirling at its

Leisure, right at this

Point, where I sit,

Watching the boats, as

They try to roil it into

Photo © Tamara Beck 2016

Anger, the river gains

Energy, losing its placid

Mood as it follows their

Paths, now churning, first

Playfully, then with intent,

Behind the engines as they

Cut across the surface, making

Waves, eddies pooling in

Defiance, no longer gently rocking

From shore to shore in tight,

Wet curls, that spring up, white,

Green and black, bobbing and

Buoying as I sit, watching

The water pass