The River

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Life

The river winds by the forest,
pink ribbon reflecting the sky,
welcoming bright flora on bank,
in verdant grass and trees so high.

On quiet days it can be seized,
the river winds by the forest,
no matter the zephyrs blue breeze
whispering its ancient wisdom.

On stormy days breath is lost,
but not for those careful listeners,
the river winds by the forest,
on rainy days, kissing splashes.

Branches are reaching for clouds above,
sacred melodies wrap houses,
landscape is a perfect stained glass,
the river winds by the forest.

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word_man's picture

well you painted some lovely

well you painted some lovely images

MichaelEdwards's picture

Great Write

Such a pleasure to read something that isn't about personal angst

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Angst

I have it like everyone, but I choose to not allow it to rule.

Nature, even on my porch helps me daily to center band improves creativity too


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

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