from poems for a brown eyed girl

She stood 

to her knees

in the water. 

She felt 

the swirl 

around her legs 

as it moved 

back and forth, 

in and out 

with the tide. 

She tasted 

the salt 

of the water 

as it splashed 

against her body 

and broke apart 

into a thousand drops 

that caressed her face 

and touched her lips. 

She listened 

to the elemental song 

of the water 

as it shushed the evening 

with a lullaby 

sung for ages. 

She looked 

with brown eyes

at the shades 

of blue water 

as it moved gently 

toward the horizon 

and the sky.

- Trevor Scott Barton, poems for a brown eyed girl, 2019