It's Still Life

The Strong Arm Water

He’s the strong arm of water.
A river at night.

We move around the fringe of few
and plenty words.

Breathe hard as frozen rain
that sticks to skin.

And we drain the river.

written for Twiglet #216  and dVerse “Edges and Fringes” Image from Flickr, Creative Commons © Misky 2021