Naked Barge Jumping

For Rose

Let’s make it mid-July
by a shimmering poem
without mosquitoes.
We leap open-mouthed
from a rickety barge
into cool cedar odes.
Our cleansed forms
rise to metaphor
as assonance resounds
through hidden verse.
Let’s jump off again
and again and again,
with just as much fear
and joy as the first rhyme.

  

Published in The Rhode Island Writers Circle Anthology, 2008

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