Monday, March 5, 2012


photo: ralph murre

On the flowage
by David Scheler

the silhouette
of a man in a boat
who watches the waves
lap the rocks and the reeds

as he strokes
his thinning hair,
contemplates the reflections
among the ripples,
the waning yet to come.

The light on the water,
the full moon,
all are silver
through the mist

where the sun
had shone
only a few hours
or decades earlier.

~ previously published in Casting for Meteors (Finishing Line Press)