CATH VIDLER


Agog



Rocks and more rocks
    in bloom
on the stream bed.

(or stones, smoother,
    yet hard as a rock)

The stream is so clear I can see them
    all
    in the tickling wind of the water,
laughing their slow belly-laughs.

From the edge of this well
    defined stream,
    streaming like a teeming streamer

I see them,
all these stones,
peering up,
    agog,

at a scintillating blue ocean
of sky.