Like pale puddles of water
Abandoned under the brush,
It might as well be a nest of
Snakes. Darn mosquitos
Everywhere, draining the
Blood from bodies.
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Midnight Swim
One thing my wife and I
Used to do was go to a
Private lake at midnight
And go for a cool, relaxing
Swim. It was so peaceful
Under the moonlight. We
Don’t do it anymore, but
The memories remain of
The days of youth.
Flying High
Flying over the forest the
Drone looks down on the
Green canopy stretching
For miles around
Then it dips down and finds
A stream and flies along the
Stream bed under the canopy
Of the trees exploring the
Unknown
Wordman of Alcatraz 