River Poems
#river
River poems, poetry about rivers, lakes, streams, canals and brooks. Poems about the waterways which lead to the sea, including the nature and wildlife found in and around rivers and lakes. Also, poems about small river boats, fishing and the beauty of the countryside and the waterfront.
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The Island
On a dark desert seaway
Salt winds
In my hair
Not knowing where I'm going
Just travelling there
Up a head in the distance
Apearing as if in the air
An island
Of shimmering light
My legs grew heavy
And my eyes grew tired
I had to stop for the night
There she stood on the water
When i heard the whispering vail
I was thinking to myself
This could be madness
Or this could be real
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices
On the winds of change ...
Salt winds
In my hair
Not knowing where I'm going
Just travelling there
Up a head in the distance
Apearing as if in the air
An island
Of shimmering light
My legs grew heavy
And my eyes grew tired
I had to stop for the night
There she stood on the water
When i heard the whispering vail
I was thinking to myself
This could be madness
Or this could be real
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices
On the winds of change ...
#beach
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sea
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Floodwaters (5-7-5 Haiku)
Cloud
fed
low
waters
Mercurial
architects
Rippling
rivers
rise
by Jemia
fed
low
waters
Mercurial
architects
Rippling
rivers
rise
by Jemia
#clouds
#rain
#river #water
#river #water
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Naiad
From rain
To drizzle, to mizzle, to mist
Between sunset and the rising night
Rivers run opal
Naiads
Cool their nipples
In the ripples by the shore
Before
The last breath of light
Dives down
And dies upon the river
To drizzle, to mizzle, to mist
Between sunset and the rising night
Rivers run opal
Naiads
Cool their nipples
In the ripples by the shore
Before
The last breath of light
Dives down
And dies upon the river
#river
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THE POISON TREE
It's me again the story teller of words ✍️ that will speak upon, of that what I see and hear and believe what is front of me. For as I sit here looking out of the 🪟 but yet I still can't believe, how much this world has been changed by what is happening now. For sure we are living in a place that was once, a place that you could breathe in the spring aura of the trees of life. Yet as I search near and far from away, from the negativity and drama and chaos. I feel silent tear rolls down, my face only to be cupped in my hands like drops of acid rain, like poison ivy is to...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
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happy, as a child
fishing with a net
little thought that this was as
good as it would get
little thought that this was as
good as it would get
#river
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Dream unfolded
From that corner you can see the house
Anchored to the dogs in the sun (dormant)
As if the river no longer had teeth
Absorbed in his thoughts
Silent as barked birch trees
Still floating in a volatile stillness
Once the war is lost, we have to hold on to the air
Write the laws in washed stone
Repeat the litany of saints (dormant)
Treating everything like there is no tomorrow
Again and again, and once again
Leave the wings against the wall
Hear the wind pass and carry the feathers
Rhyming river with house...
Anchored to the dogs in the sun (dormant)
As if the river no longer had teeth
Absorbed in his thoughts
Silent as barked birch trees
Still floating in a volatile stillness
Once the war is lost, we have to hold on to the air
Write the laws in washed stone
Repeat the litany of saints (dormant)
Treating everything like there is no tomorrow
Again and again, and once again
Leave the wings against the wall
Hear the wind pass and carry the feathers
Rhyming river with house...
#fish
#home
#redemption
#river
#wind
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The Clotilda (A Day in the Swamp)
When the darkness of my night
provides no shelter from my storms,
I'll use my sunshine to spend a day in the swamp,
to wash my blues away clear to the ocean.
I'll make ripples in the water
on a borrowed boat
running the banks and
exploring the feeder creeks,
while turtles dive from their logs and
alligators smile as they slide into the murky water.
But you'll never see the Clotilda,
not even at low tide
I'll watch tiny orchids bloom,
talk to the cypress trees,
listen to...
provides no shelter from my storms,
I'll use my sunshine to spend a day in the swamp,
to wash my blues away clear to the ocean.
I'll make ripples in the water
on a borrowed boat
running the banks and
exploring the feeder creeks,
while turtles dive from their logs and
alligators smile as they slide into the murky water.
But you'll never see the Clotilda,
not even at low tide
I'll watch tiny orchids bloom,
talk to the cypress trees,
listen to...
#animals
#flowers
#nature
#river
#water
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wynd
We don't create a fantasy world to escape reality.
We create it to be able to stay.”—Lynda Barry
to keep my head about me,
i take the wynd
into the woods,
finding a place to shout, free
from nerve-ends tined
by ruffled moods.
beside the quiet river,
i rest my case
in solitude,
grasping hope like a sliver
soon to erase
tempers accrued
amidst the madding hurry
of life’s swift grind
and day’s vile curse.
sweet river drinks my worry
till unconfined,
my universe.
© Copyright...
We create it to be able to stay.”—Lynda Barry
to keep my head about me,
i take the wynd
into the woods,
finding a place to shout, free
from nerve-ends tined
by ruffled moods.
beside the quiet river,
i rest my case
in solitude,
grasping hope like a sliver
soon to erase
tempers accrued
amidst the madding hurry
of life’s swift grind
and day’s vile curse.
sweet river drinks my worry
till unconfined,
my universe.
© Copyright...
#loneliness
#meditation
#nature
#river
#SelfReflection
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TRANQUILITY OF PEACE
Here I am in tranquility and the deepness of my thoughts, as they roam with my eyes to see 👁️👁️ before me. THE full truth of the deepness and depth, in it's natural form of beauty. As it is setting with the golden sun 🌞 and tall trees of green, and mountains with it's tall peeks reaching out to the heavenly skies. AS the mere reflection of crystal clear waters, shines against the calm waters of the seas. For as I sit here in this world of TRANQUILITY, and PEACE I find that it is here I am at inner peace, with my senses of my ability to manifest my deepest...
#forest
#mountains
#river
#sea
#sky
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THE TURNING POINT
It's me again the story teller ✍️ I just want to make it possible, that you are about to go through a transaction with me 🤫 for let me dig into your imagination 🪬 as I give you a visual affect, to be lost within a moment in space and time ⌚ For as you stare at the vision that you see 👁️ before you I want you to think as you close your eyes 👁️ and just see the image in the dark deepness of your mind thoughts 🤔 can you imagine seeing thyself on the calm waters just drifting away to a peaceful destination, passing the...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sea
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Floating
Floating down the river bend
I sure am missing a few friends
Floating down the river bend
I hope I get to see them again
Floating down the river bend
My friend, you’ve gone too soon
I drink to your memory
Of the times the river spoke our names
Young and bold
You’ll never grow old
Your story will be told
Tales that will never end
Floating down the river bend
I sure am missing a few friends
Floating down the river bend
I hope I get to see them again
Floating down the river bend
My friend, you’ve gone too soon
I drink to your memory
Of the times the river spoke our names
Young and bold
You’ll never grow old
Your story will be told
Tales that will never end
Floating down the river bend
#death
#river
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TO GO FAR AWAY TO ESCAPE
If you were to get out of the hustle and drama of the 🌍 where would you go, to be free of the nonsense and the madness. THAT seems to be like an pledge of death and destruction, to the very fabric of your mind and spiritual soul holding you in a place. THAT you feel that you just don't really belong. What if you were able to share your thoughts with, the invaders of lost time were would you go to find, your peace of mind and spiritual subconsciousness of freedom. To become aware of your unspoken words of wisdom, and the true flow of your silence in your heart, that actually makes you...
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#StreamOfConsciousness
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DU Poetry : River Poems