Kayak Klatter

Clouds silver a bruised sky.

Electricity flails, far away

One one-thousand

Two one-thousand

Three one-thousand

KRRRAAAACCCCKKKKK!

Rumble

Grumble

Out of the river!

Grabbing at boulders,

Scurrying like squirrels to their underground dens.

One one-thousand

Two one-thousand

KRRRAAAACCCCKKKKK!

The canyon vibrates

growling

Rrrrroiling

Slippery kayaks

Fight to return to the aggitated waters below

One one-thousand

KRRRAAAACCCCKKKKK!

Heavy clouds splootch heavy drops

Thump         

                         Thump

                                                        Thumpety-thump, thump, thump.

Globules turn to watery chatter 

Sssshhhhh, sssshhhhh, sssshhhhh

Shushing the brawling river

Chatter turns to patter

Pit-pat, pit-pat, pit-pat

White sunlight spills out from behind.

Dusty rocks, now shiny,

The smell of pine

Refreshes the forest

I slide down to

new rushes of

untried spinning waters

groaning potholes

and bubbling washboards

eddy-in

paddle placed

the swollen waters

ingurgitate

I’m upside down

sudden silence

water-logged deafness

rocks, river bottom and fish

float by,

or,

is it me floating by?