People stare out at me
From the upside down world
Of the mirrored waters
Of the placid lake
Also stuck in the moment
Staring into my world
Before the wind picks up
And shakes us awake
Upside Down
A poem written while biking around Clear Lake.
A poem written while biking around Clear Lake.
People stare out at me
From the upside down world
Of the mirrored waters
Of the placid lake
Also stuck in the moment
Staring into my world
Before the wind picks up
And shakes us awake