# Clopper Lake

Author: DrRayneBell
Tags: Clopper Lake, Poetry, literature

#16 of Poetry c.2019

A 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.

Clopper Lake

* * *

Memories which are often made  
with our friends for the day;  
at least in the shade,  
where we all try to lay.  
  
Can you blame us now -  
as they had each tried?  
We made plans to camp in Fall,  
so that we may also hide.  
  
It was very clear then,  
but must seem silly now;  
our home was the fen -  
our youth ask not how.

It is these dark places,  
where our hands reach for stars;  
we put them on our faces,  
in defiance of Mars.

Burned into a shape,  
right against the Mill;  
there they'll find the tape,  
that leads to our hill.

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