One Day at Salamander Creek

The rustle of leaves

melded with my roaming eyes

As tall oaks shade the beaming sun

from my shoulder blades

It was a warm morning

Sleep still coated my gaze

Rose colored, refracting light

silenced

the kinetic buzzing

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Able bodied.

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As we fell into step

long stride to short

He held my hand

Slow, down the winding road

passing campers

tents splattered with dew drops

to smile wide at glistening water

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We stopped by the lake

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I p r e s s e d my toes

into the wet, warm sand

no one was there

There were little holes dug by little hands

from yesterday’s yesterday

hiding spots for tiny

Wildlife

I peeked into hole after hole

Holden from dust, I thought

and watched a salamander.

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Shiny black skin

concentric white circles, breathing

my fingers reached into the makeshift pool

to pet a tiny head

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Willful

Garden of Eden

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A pebble

clattered, holds a door

O p e n

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It mattered