Lake Erie Calling
The kiss of morning at water’s edge
beguiling dance of sand and sea
seducing me a solemn pledge
my beauty’s deep come play with me
Sunlight shines on silky sand
as the water rolls to shore
the dance, hypnotic, licking land
gentle waves cannot ignore
The lake alive a soul that’s willing
one glacier’s frozen past
left to hold fresh water filling
roams a voice, to help it last
Schools of fish begin to whither
rotting garbage is to blame
do you hear the willow whisper?
its nourishment, Lake Erie came
Ducks in habit crown the lake
upon its shores they build their nests
their young to swim and take a break
while song birds gather, bathe and rest
The deer, the fox, exposed, alluring
fresh water begs them to the shore
nature speaks, we are enduring
save the water we implore!
I want to enter the seductive waterbed
my presence squatting, silent, stalling
instead I teeter at water’s edge
and listen to Lake Erie calling
TEETERING ON THE EDGE 