Black Rock Swamp

dirty old swamp
to a mirror

i ran little in you once
long before the rain

dark green river grass
flower filled stamens
and tangled paperbarks.

now sunset

stagnant water
long rotting log

lumpy water
i found my bridge and reached it
will you?

© 2015 Melinda Irvine

Written by Melinda J. Irvine

Melinda J. Irvine is a freelance writer, poet, and blogger — writing slick sales copy for clients from all over the world. And blogging poetry. In her spare time, Mel is busy building (and writing) a free online learning centre for the marginalised kids of Estancia, Philippines.

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