Riverside reflections

The ferry bobs
touching the horizon
and retreating back to its place,
a game it plays with my vision.
A cathedral lurks in the background,
dwarfing the boats
and the boy who’s poised to jump off the ramp
into the river.
Yet in the moment
when the diver is in midair,
his body reaching like a missile into the surface below,
the ships and the churches
take a backseat.

NaPoWriMo 2017, Poem 13


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