August, Tubing by Janice Lynch Schuster

August, Tubing
by
Janice Lynch Schuster

After tubing we itch
With memories and dirty
River water. Our heads are full
Of good thoughts: the way rapids
Gushed across rocks and us
With it. Fried chicken on the river
Bank and coconut-scented sunblock.
A fallen tree from which we jumped
Into currents we hoped were deep
Enough for us to touch bottom
Then re-emerge, wide-eyed
And grateful for air.

Janice Lynch Schuster is a poet and writer who lives and works near Annapolis, Maryland. An award-winning author of books on healthcare and a frequent contributor to The Washington Post, her poetry has appeared in a wide variety of journals, as has her fiction. Janice has an MFA from American University and a BS in mathematics from Guilford College.

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dotief@comcast.net:
I love it! Reminds me of tubing down the Itchatucknee in Florida. The water was so cold when the air was so hot. Wonderful!
Posted 08/11/2011 08:48 AM

KevinArnold:
Just right to end the poem with gratefulness.
Posted 08/11/2011 07:54 AM

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