by D. S. Martin
You & I have stood on the brink of Niagara many times
& so we know like Coleridge a waterfall can be sublime
not merely pretty & of all the waterfalls on earth
some are more majestic more picturesque & grand more worth
the praise more deserving of the description We’ve worn raincoats
within reach of the descending water’s spray & on the boat
Maid of the Mist & kissed as if to seal the event
Despite the good the true the beautiful some seem bent
on destroying our ability to qualify such things
I still desire to celebrate the best that this world brings