Dock-Side Lake Muskoka
When sitting dock side at water level
In the tranquil early light a gentle breeze barely stirs
The water’s surface producing a surreal impressionistic
View of the forested shore a duck spreads wings wide
Extends webbed feet as it hits the water for a landing
Ignoring your presence just part of the scene
The Muskoka chairs found on every deck and dock
From Bala to Huntsville appear like superstition
Where people go to escape their own reality
If for only a day or a night.
As the sun sets through the
Pines another glory to end a day of slow beats and long
Breaths on a Lake that has seen birch canoes and steamer
Boats, loggers clear cutting now people in retreat the
Tiny Muskoka cottage gives way to the mansion “cottage”
With loud speakers, power boats and camp fire party nights.
The tour boat captain regrets the changes as he plies the
Still waters for another season.
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