Simple Dawn
Standing on the bank
One smells the muddy water
Rio Grande running red
Transfixed by the scene
We watched the storm rolling in
Were fools in the rain
Knee-deep in red mud
Geese forage in the shallows
Sunlight streams through clouds
Swimming slithering snail’s pace slow
Sucks the bottom blindly
Searching shallow’s tasty treasures
Muddy water turns to gold
Trickling off iridescent scales
Flowing into golden ripples
Disturbs light chocolate color
Just south of the Alameda bridge, there are various ponds filled with muddy water from the Rio Grande, that reflect nicely on a still day.
Off Center & Not Even 