I had the most amazing weekend spent with some of my best friends and their kiddos, laughin’, eatin’, drinkin’ and playin’ in the river. perfect way to say goodbye to summer. more photos coming soon.
We spied the sunken slickness of a broken algae shelf
trusting mere suggestion of a solid with ourselves
and our children and our backpacks and our glad-bagged cigarettes
we waded in the coolest stretch of smiling stream.
In waistdeep water in blistering sun in what may have been a dream
under the watchful eyes of butterflies who sometimes saw us slip
and fall and rise again- a momentary dip-
with caught hand feeling for itself the mudstone underneath,
the gathering green bunching ‘tween our fingers like wreaths and
leaving print soon-smoothed by new-crop of slippery turf.
We all watched over each and Winry, Eliot, Emerson.
We plumbed the chill-clear water: emerging wet, wild, young.
a beautiful poem by my friend and fellow camper Ryan Williams.