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paddle board

my wife has a paddle board

on our ninth anniversary she walks out on the water until she’s a small figure near the horizon

exploring moving cleanly across the surface

I can feel her joy and her serenity from here in my beach chair

now she comes back diagonally to shallows and sits watching the small crabs beneath her

published in Midcoast Poetry Journal, Vol. 1  (Amazon)

Crescent Beach, Maine — July 21, 2016
edited June 15, 2026

© 2016, Bill Eberle