Poems About Rivers Seeking Friendly Advice
#river
Poems about rivers seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
paperstains
Poem Published
31st Mar 2025 7:46am
31st Mar 2025 7:46am
Elizabeth
Early memories have me counting
jellyfish as we ferried
across polluted, weak-coffee water
There were the days I spent in fear
of some dreaded illness
after tumbling out of that little rowboat
my best friend "borrowed" from a neighbor
How we didn't get stranded
in the middle of the river
I'll never know
There's something magical
about being twelve years old
It's still a thing of beauty
when fireworks reflect off the surface
and at the right angle
on a clear day
it masquerades as...
jellyfish as we ferried
across polluted, weak-coffee water
There were the days I spent in fear
of some dreaded illness
after tumbling out of that little rowboat
my best friend "borrowed" from a neighbor
How we didn't get stranded
in the middle of the river
I'll never know
There's something magical
about being twelve years old
It's still a thing of beauty
when fireworks reflect off the surface
and at the right angle
on a clear day
it masquerades as...
#home
#river
110 reads
4 Comments
rksingh
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 7:19am
11th Mar 2025 7:19am
Union
The sangam of Ganga and Yamuna
is a homosexual union
charming but sterile
my friend knows well
the road to heaven doesn't go
through snaky waters
--R K Singh
is a homosexual union
charming but sterile
my friend knows well
the road to heaven doesn't go
through snaky waters
--R K Singh
#freedom
#God
#nature
#river
#water
63 reads
0 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 7:10am
2nd Mar 2025 7:10am
singing water
can you
hear
the water
singing
while
leaving
its mother,
there is
an
abundance
of freedom,
sometimes
she runs,
other times
she walks,
even
though
given a
chance,
she could
leave her
confined
area,,
she
chooses
to stay
in between
the
shorelines.
hear
the water
singing
while
leaving
its mother,
there is
an
abundance
of freedom,
sometimes
she runs,
other times
she walks,
even
though
given a
chance,
she could
leave her
confined
area,,
she
chooses
to stay
in between
the
shorelines.
#mountains
#nature
#river #water
#river #water
109 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
2nd Feb 2025 2:21pm
water (in nature)
the warmth
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
of the sun
catching me
standing
there
at one
there
of my
favorite
chosen
scenic edges,
trees and
blue sky
copied on
the surface,
while slight
hills
dominate
each side,
caressing
her flow
downward
into lands
below,
and i
stand still
while
daydreaming
with her.
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
#trees
101 reads
6 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 11:53pm
12th Dec 2024 11:53pm
Pastel Angel
#erotic
#river
#seductive
#sensual
#women
118 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 4:13pm
16th Sep 2024 4:13pm
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
91 reads
0 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
22nd May 2024 11:35am
22nd May 2024 11:35am
waterfall (her kisses)
how free,
willing, she
articulates
herself,
sunlight,
shadows,
she is
fluent,
her kisses
betray
her desires,
her glancing
skin
touching
stones
before parting.
willing, she
articulates
herself,
sunlight,
shadows,
she is
fluent,
her kisses
betray
her desires,
her glancing
skin
touching
stones
before parting.
#admiration
#beauty
#nature #river
#nature #river
267 reads
10 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
17th May 2024 5:00am
17th May 2024 5:00am
and i drank from that stream
how such
clouds became
headstrong,
but i
heard it
wasn't personal,
somehow
things still
looked lost,
but, the
rage sounded
elegant,
the storm
ran across
the land,
i took
its ambition
very seriously,
but now
we have
made peace,
i listened
to
the waters
crash onto
the banks,
and i
knelt down
beside
and i
drank from
that stream.
clouds became
headstrong,
but i
heard it
wasn't personal,
somehow
things still
looked lost,
but, the
rage sounded
elegant,
the storm
ran across
the land,
i took
its ambition
very seriously,
but now
we have
made peace,
i listened
to
the waters
crash onto
the banks,
and i
knelt down
beside
and i
drank from
that stream.
#clouds
#rain
#river
#sky
#storm
198 reads
12 Comments
moroccanpoet
Poem Published
2nd May 2024 12:52pm
2nd May 2024 12:52pm
Nature's Enigmatic Tapestry
Meticulously arranged, the elements unfold,
A table of wonders, complete and clear.
Ideals of balance, explosions held at bay,
As the winds whisper, waters flow, life stirs.
Fragrance and the invisible intertwine,
Mechanisms shrouded in mystery's embrace.
Boundless, complex as the stars that shine,
The earth, a creation born of the Creator's grace.
Yet humans, like ignorant children, roam,
Eager to dismantle the home that gives them life.
The Creator, concerned, crushed nature's codes,
Scattering the pieces,...
A table of wonders, complete and clear.
Ideals of balance, explosions held at bay,
As the winds whisper, waters flow, life stirs.
Fragrance and the invisible intertwine,
Mechanisms shrouded in mystery's embrace.
Boundless, complex as the stars that shine,
The earth, a creation born of the Creator's grace.
Yet humans, like ignorant children, roam,
Eager to dismantle the home that gives them life.
The Creator, concerned, crushed nature's codes,
Scattering the pieces,...
#earth
#mountains
#nature
#river
#water
192 reads
2 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
26th Apr 2024 4:06am
26th Apr 2024 4:06am
floating stream
i want
to make
a connection
with that
floating stream,
that surface
and stages,
all plump
and
well fed,
the rains
repeating
certain themes,
some desire
and restraint,
to feel less
of a victim,
more of
a villain,
to drown
what lays
in its
destination..
to make
a connection
with that
floating stream,
that surface
and stages,
all plump
and
well fed,
the rains
repeating
certain themes,
some desire
and restraint,
to feel less
of a victim,
more of
a villain,
to drown
what lays
in its
destination..
#clouds
#nature
#rain
#river
#storm
185 reads
2 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
7th Apr 2024 00:40am
7th Apr 2024 00:40am
Red River Willie
Red River Willie
Red River blues
sung by bearded prophet
of western visions
whose cigarette voice
rolls with muddy water
on course for father of waters
while soothsayer of song
plays the harmonica
for crickets chirping
on the banks by the railroad tracks
where old men dream
of days sifted into silt
where the whippoorwill fades
in a dusky hollow
© 2024 by John Hindle
Red River blues
sung by bearded prophet
of western visions
whose cigarette voice
rolls with muddy water
on course for father of waters
while soothsayer of song
plays the harmonica
for crickets chirping
on the banks by the railroad tracks
where old men dream
of days sifted into silt
where the whippoorwill fades
in a dusky hollow
© 2024 by John Hindle
#countryside
#river
#music #tobacco
#music #tobacco
190 reads
0 Comments
Pishashee
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 8:42pm
28th Mar 2024 8:42pm
The Seen and Unforeseen
I had just succeeded in shaking the world off, like a Pop! and started my journey alone up the mountain. No one wanted to go with me, and I didn’t waste any time on the offer of such an adventure.
It was as though I had been waiting on a sign from God my whole life, and had just gotten an answer, telling me I could go. I readied to get myself together. I felt blessed with a mind that lay wide open to receive such a treasure and began the journey. I was going to write a book. And even though I had been thinking about this swell book since I was a little girl. I didn’t know...
It was as though I had been waiting on a sign from God my whole life, and had just gotten an answer, telling me I could go. I readied to get myself together. I felt blessed with a mind that lay wide open to receive such a treasure and began the journey. I was going to write a book. And even though I had been thinking about this swell book since I was a little girl. I didn’t know...
#river
#sky
#nature #WritingPoetry
#nature #WritingPoetry
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