What If Water Was Invisible?
By Art Sponsel, Sterling
Would I blunder into the Moose River
Then start to shiver?
Without a sign of wet on my pants
A relief, certainly, we all grant
What about the Kenai, mighty sockeye
Heading east, seeming so high
A fly though in front and beyond
Will surely snag astound
Catch them right in the lip
Never a trooper then be around
Now look at Cook Inlet
Barges, drill rigs, fishing? You bet
All looking down at whales and sharks and seals, especially halibut
Drop your anchor, bait your hook
Flatfish is almost yours to cook
When comes down the snow
How would we know?
Stuck on the road today?
Tell the tow truck OK
Could we plow the stuff?
Give up, it’s just too rough
Off to Hawaii we go
There, snow is no, no
And if pretty lady swims at beach
Oh, what a peach
Invisible water, please, we beseech
After all, bikini or T-shirt is better
As for me, trying not to be a cheater
Please forgive this insouciant elegiac pentameter