Dairyland* farmers/
use silos for grain stores and/
July 4th flagpoles.
OR
*Wisconsin
Bird poop. Algae. Scum./
Carp slime. I don’t care. I still/
bathe in lake water.
I almost get her/
out of my mind … and then she/
reappears again.
She spends her time in/
my blog*, reading. I’d prefer/
she spend time with me.
OR
*with/
my poems
I tagged a martin,/
purple, soaring with the wind,/
thankful for her Muse.
I was called Clark Kent/
again. She would not check and/
rip open my shirt.
She needs to feel safe./
I need to feel loved. Are both/
possibilities?
When the going gets/
tough in my life, I cast a/
lure in the water.