"'Jeux d’eau'" by Aaron Caycedo-Kimura
Jeux d’eau
flowed from your fingers
spilled over the keys
off the stage Once we stood
on Sheely Bridge spanning
the Roaring Fork in Aspen
An embrace nothing much to say
we watched the water rushing
toward us We turned
to the other side but didn’t like
that view of the river No longer
a musician I drag my brush
across blank canvas drip
streams of thinned burnt umber
No matter which way one looks
the river’s always leaving
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