Spring About to Sprout

four geese smoothly and slowly glide

curiously glancing an object extracted

by a fisherman reeling in a rainbow trout

on a catch and release day

 tickles my feet underneath, they honk

interacting with the lake's wakes 

after months and months of winter 

first weather in the seventies  

as two hunting dogs get their paws wet

and their master calls them back

following run-off from the waking forest

into melted ice flowing over the dam

as i ponder bare trees on the banks

ridge slopes seasonally revealed 

green land after buds blossom  

as three more geese move away from shore

i sit where i can see my reflection 

and shoe mud drips into the brackish water 

on the first day of a giant escape

nothing to understand or shout about

know it will all work out

with spring about to sprout

March 17, 2022