Side Roads
we could rent a sailboat, coast
smooth stone beaches
gorge on walleye cakes,
whitefish in the soft shell.
we could stop at a supper club in the trees
drift like clouds,
feel boardwalk heat on our feet.
Suzi at the lighthouse
we could doze in screened-in porches
watch the sky topple
lightning flash on the lake,
sleep late.
Jonathan, Lake Superior beach
we could push back the lace curtains
watch rain pound church steps
eat ice cream at the ore docks,
go west, turn left.
crumbling ore docks
we could eat at an old-fashioned lunch counter,
cherry phosphates and baked
macaroni and cheese
we could hike moss covered rocks in a creek bed
climb 100 steps to a lighthouse
run the sand beaches, free.
In front of Donckers luncheonette
we could walk the curved shoreline, obscured
fragrant of pine,
recollecting our youth, we could leave our adulthood far
far away, and behind.
Lake Superior, the ocean without salt, at Big Bay
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