edge of lake
Water is essential to my health, not only because I need it to drink. I also need to see water. Whether it’s the water of a stream, river, lake or ocean, being near water comforts and enlivens me.
I like the transitions too, the places where land and water meet – the seashore, the margins of a brook, or the shoreline of a lake. Birds and other animals love ‘edge’ – places where the food is plentiful and cover is available. We go to the lake shore to watch loons diving for fish, deer wading in the marsh grass and ducks ‘dabbling’ along the shore.
edge of lake
evening edge
~
of lake
a corner torn
from the loaf of hills
red with setting
~
faint click
sun gone
dusk and bread crumbs scattered
~
nasal chuckle
from the farther shore
arrows etched on glass
~
blue-winged teal
under wings a glimpse
of summer night
~
greedy for crust and crumbs
~
© Jane Tims 1998
evening edge of lake
nichepoetryandprose 
Too many mosquitoes … but the imagery is great. Beautiful sunset. I really like the way you play with your words in your poetry Jane. Excellent read.
_denis
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JD
September 3, 2011 at 8:30 pm
Me, too! I can’t imagine living too far inland… Those “in-between” places and times, dawn and dusk… Love your evocative poem!
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Barbara Rodgers
August 29, 2011 at 3:12 pm
Thanks Barbara. You must love living so near the ocean. Jane
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jane tims
August 29, 2011 at 9:15 pm