My River

My river's not a static fact

no entry in Wikipedia

not here-to-there nor there-and-back

In A-to-Z-opedia.


My river was born on this day

and it will die on another

yet forever find its way

with neither father nor mother.


My river rises in the hills

yet never leaves them behind

a far-flung web of rushing rills

to run till end of time.


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Wordman's picture

I like the style of your

I like the style of your write. Your descriptive views like this, or others such as in wood, carry a truth to the reader discovered through your eyes. Excellent.

Cascade's picture

A beautifully,

A beautifully, emotive,flowing,piece of artistry.


Silver_Birch's picture


An evocative poem. Nicely done.