As We Sat in the Restaurant by Ivo Drury
You asked which type of water
I saw a lazy river
lollygagging through foothills
within a hike of its source
peppered with rocks at a small curve
replete there with eddies and pools
a little hands-on museum
of riparian delights
a curve by a small town would be best
peopled mostly in summer
shrieks of children
sunlight filtered through leafed limbs
creating their own sound and light show
sparkling I replied
A native of Ireland and a lapsed neurologist, Ivo Drury lives along the California Coast. Poetry published recently or pending publication featured in Red Eft Review, Rockvale Review, Avalon Literary Review and Schuylkill Valley Journal among others.