The Bike Ride by the Bayou

I saw a black goose and a blue horse,

a fishing pier and kids using

the leftovers of their lunch for bait.

I saw someone catching fish

big enough to eat.

I saw pine needles thrown together

into a makeshift bowl:

nests of unusual birds.

I saw the levee wall beside us,

a cloudless extra blue sky.

I saw the bayou like a ribbon

reflecting the morning light.