Green Hills Literary Lantern



The End of Winter

    for E.P.


I walked the hour to the river just to touch it,


to slow-step down softening banks,

toward everything imperfectly reflected:


cottonwoods and their storm-patterned leanings,

empty branches breathing and backlit.


Slivers of clouds and thoughts of you,

my wisest of loneliest friends.  


In the olive gloss of the water, in the ripples

and casual bubbles, a kind of peace.


You and I and all this before me:

fearlessly moving, patiently waiting.  





Michelle Turner lives in northern Colorado. She earned her MFA from the University of Michigan, and her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Meridian, Matter Journal, The Greensboro Review, Poet Lore and Natural Bridge.