Water Wizards
wet faces shining in the sun
wet film like a liquid masque peeling off the face of the rocks
like new skin
offering a shine were there was none before
skeletal trees rising from river mist
wooded horse, wooden rider
two entangled dead trees looking for all the world like
a horse and rider galloping out of lake and on to dry land
with wizened faces and limbs akimbo
looking through the mountain to see see the lake bed
looking past a reflection to see the cool flat rocks below
Tags: April, free verse, National Poetry Month, poem, poetry, water, water wizard, wet
