Sixteen Mile Creek

By Kumkum Ramchandani

Joggers pound your banks

Dogs daintily lift their legs

Weeds grow in joyful abandon

Snow creates slippery havoc

The thundering rain brings danger

Raising your level to torrents

Reeds sway sinuously in the wind

And spring back to original form

On sunny days when I close my eyes

I see your bright imprints

In the windows of my lids

Then my heart sings with colour.

We run to watch the ducks

Who sail towards us for crumbs

Singular beauty of feather

Amidst the debris of cola tins

Shopping carts and old bicycles

Little ducklings wade cheeping

Behind plump mother quacks

Cyclists toot their passage

Cheerily say “good morning”

In the still of the darkness

I wonder what the foxes do

Do raccoons scamper wild

Do creepy things slither and snap

Some times

In the dark recesses of the night

I hear a strange scream

I don’t know if it’s the creek

Or the shadows in my mind

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