Saturday, June 15, 2013

Lake Poems

 Terns chip the surface of the lake 
like pebbles on a windshield
As they fish for dinner in the solstice light 
of a June night when the sun is in the north
And the tree images in the water 
are blurred by the green fever of summer

The eagle hunts
the golden eye ducklings beneath the alders along the shore
The mother rushing out 
from cover 
against the eagle coming down from a roost in the lookout tree.
to strike the water with talons meant for a duckling
Trying to be a predator
but failing 
Goes back 
to eating salmon 
left on the beach by the bears