{"sf1_id":1511232,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Clopper Lake","author":"DrRayneBell","words":111,"posted_at":"2019-11-09T00:12:00.000Z","tags":["Clopper Lake","Poetry","literature"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1511232-clopper-lake","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/1511232","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=1511232\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#16 of Poetry c.2019\n\nA poem about action and consequence. Named for the Maryland DNR of Clopper Lake and its surrounding areas, which are as beautiful as they are mysterious.","content":"Clopper Lake\n\n* * *\n\nMemories which are often made  \nwith our friends for the day;  \nat least in the shade,  \nwhere we all try to lay.  \n  \nCan you blame us now -  \nas they had each tried?  \nWe made plans to camp in Fall,  \nso that we may also hide.  \n  \nIt was very clear then,  \nbut must seem silly now;  \nour home was the fen -  \nour youth ask not how.\n\nIt is these dark places,  \nwhere our hands reach for stars;  \nwe put them on our faces,  \nin defiance of Mars.\n\nBurned into a shape,  \nright against the Mill;  \nthere they'll find the tape,  \nthat leads to our hill.\n  \n  \n\n"}