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of waterfalls and cannonballs
'twas the day
i fulfilled
the childhood dream
that one wish
of standing
up to the
waterfall
taking the impact
on the chest
as the moment arrived
closed my eyes
a nanosecond
before the water wall
hit
with ferocity
of a dozen mad men
landing their fists
full force
and at once
never felt
alive before
though storm showers
are appreciated
any day
once in a while
it is time
to heed the call
raging
waterfall
Published 17th Oct 2017
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Anonymous
17th Oct 2017 5:25pm
I enjoyed this. Well written, really nice flow.
17th Oct 2017 6:36pm
welcome
is the peer
and the compliment/review.
both
appreciated
immensely.
is the peer
and the compliment/review.
both
appreciated
immensely.
17th Oct 2017 6:28pm
In the literal:
One's exuberance, false sense of self, again tempered by nature, showing us our place.
In the figurative:
I know the poet would again many times over, stand before the falls for what he believes is just cause.
Loved the honesty with self, and also the sharing of wisdom with others. Poems that speak in two languages for the mind to ponder, is a talent many do not possess.
17th Oct 2017 6:50pm
welcome
is the peer
once again
with vision of seen
and unseen.
:-)
well..can you escape nature? both in the loving it sense
as well as
the literal
some do not leave their childhood, perhaps
or in other words
some itches don't die till scratched
perhaps
it is the figurative punching the literal sense into the soul
the wall of water
tempering the colossal ego
behind the rib cage
depth
of insight
is but amazing.
pure joy.
as said before
appreciation
beyond words.
is the peer
once again
with vision of seen
and unseen.
:-)
well..can you escape nature? both in the loving it sense
as well as
the literal
some do not leave their childhood, perhaps
or in other words
some itches don't die till scratched
perhaps
it is the figurative punching the literal sense into the soul
the wall of water
tempering the colossal ego
behind the rib cage
depth
of insight
is but amazing.
pure joy.
as said before
appreciation
beyond words.
dearest Cold One just letting go
& alllowing things to wash over us
as the waterfall does full force
takes much heart & bravery..
I will hopefully be able to face my own waterfall
& allow feelings to wash over me as they may come..
fantastic write that gave me much to ponder..
love Crim
& alllowing things to wash over us
as the waterfall does full force
takes much heart & bravery..
I will hopefully be able to face my own waterfall
& allow feelings to wash over me as they may come..
fantastic write that gave me much to ponder..
love Crim
17th Oct 2017 6:53pm
brilliant
is the peer
her vision
insight
all
welcomed
appreciated
immensely.
the call
is always there
perhaps
circumstances
make it harder to heed
i guess
honor
is all mine.
is the peer
her vision
insight
all
welcomed
appreciated
immensely.
the call
is always there
perhaps
circumstances
make it harder to heed
i guess
honor
is all mine.
18th Oct 2017 10:43pm
I love the cleansing of the soul when standing in the rain...the dust of the world washes away and I am reborn to face the eternal recurrence once more. Such a many layered piece C...love it.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
19th Oct 2017 1:29pm
a much admired peer
and such review
always humbling.
welcome are both
and appreciated
immensely.
:-)
and such review
always humbling.
welcome are both
and appreciated
immensely.
:-)
