breathe green
step from your skin
climb in her paintings
the slick trunk
you shimmy down
until your feet
touch drip
drip rain swollen swamp
follow the water-
color
wetlands
sleep on
lily pads
rest
waiting for
a dragonfly
to land
this damp afternoon
rinses your skin
with a patina
of green
mosquitoes hatch
en masse
A girl on a raft
lifts a glass
sliced lemons
surface
canoes paddle
past
lily pads
the suck
of oar
throaty
frog habitat
waterside cabins
where the children
separate yolk
from flesh
Beagles lick
a stack of paper plates
across the lawn
Jerusalem
we hear
in the word
a water song
By Reka Jellema
Copyright
May 17, 2015