By the creek …

By the length of the creek
The water splashes
A boat sputters its way
The black reflects the light
As I stride
By the edge as I take a rest
The glistening dark beckons
‘Come to me’
‘Come to me’
A plane suddenly flashes above
Another boat chugs by
Eerily I step back
Back to my stride

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