Each Stroke of My Paddle

With each dip

and pull through the water

you propel me into a natural hush

quieting my mind and muffling the world’s dissonance

peace ripples through my being

each stroke guides me back

renewed and ready to face

the waves of my life.

VerseLove # 5 – Poetic Drive-bys

Prompt: Think of a person, place or thing worthy of a poem and write as if making an offering.

I was standing in my garage today and noticed my kayak paddle. For some reason, it stuck in my head as the topic for this poem. I wanted to thank this unnoticed thing for everything it give to me.

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