Green
slick fluid skating the lake, punctured by frog legs barely caught in camera shutter before slamming lily pad down
Bitter
Smell of nature’s decay, multitudinous bacteria forming colonies finally visible to the eye, watering upon growing nearer
Half-submerged log
Forced into the ecosystem, helpless and made colony home, one side completely covered in mossy residue eating away
Reclaimed
Inner tube left becomes new host, entire pond now home, brought back under nature’s control, visitors quickly abandon plans, cooler back in trunk, sunscreen scraped from nose.
Freedom.
Excellent! The slow, deliberate piling up of images adds up to a great poem.