my thoughts these days
are like cormorants.
Do you know cormorants?
Now you see ‘em
Now you don’t
Sometimes in reverent prayer
sometimes flying high
then swimming, diving and
GONE!
So you sit back against a rock
and wait for them to resurface
come back
one Mississippi
two Mississippi
three or four or ten Mississippies later
they show back up
rise to the surface
so you can go back to your day.
Poem ©2020, Jen Payne. National #NaPoWriMo. National Poetry Writing Month. If you like this poem, you can read similar in my books, available from Three Chairs Publishing on my ETSY SHOP. They come autographed, with gratitude and a small gift.
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