The puddle assimilates the girl’s feet
into amputated reflection rippling
like shivers across the surface
as she crosses with shoes and socks
balanced in outstretched hands
wanting her passage unnoticed
like a mosquito surfing wind
until shore as each foot emerges
in minimal disturbance,
a seashell glistening for discovery.
Diane Webster's goal is to remain open to poetry ideas in everyday life or nature or an overheard phrase and to write from her perspective at the moment. Many nights she falls asleep juggling images to fit into a poem. Her work has appeared in "ken*again," "Illya's Honey," "Red River Review" and other literary magazines.