Ice Age Trail: Point Beach Segment
cold sand on my feet
the waves roll into my ears
fog creeps up the beach
I walk in seagull footprints
across the alewives
sideways sand flees climbing waves
walking in water
the beach is empty but me
blue sky and white caps
cool green cedar tree forest
sandy toe hiking
through the mosquitoes and trees
I drink in clean air
the trail takes the scenic route
away from the beach
I’m alone but not lonely
loud as a squirrel
past the lily-padded pond
Katrina Serwe
Katrina Serwe, BS, MS, PhD…it took her three degrees to figure out she’s really a poet. Now she’s on Wisconsin’s Ice Age Trail writing poems and sharing hiking haiku on Instagram. Her poems have been published in Bramble, Moss Piglet, The Little Book Project, Muse 5, and the Solitary Plover.
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