Poems About Rivers Seeking Honest Critique
#river
Poems about rivers seeking honest critique. Honest feedback has been requested for these poems.
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
15th Feb 2023 7:52pm
15th Feb 2023 7:52pm
Murmur
head underwater
body afraid
I have been
no pale Ophelia
resting on the river glass
but thrashing,
kicking
the stomach of a riptide,
curdling beneath it,
hair elevated,
eyes dilated,
steeped in the craze,
a need to survive,
a fumble in the darkness
after waking somewhere unsafe.
I still remember you,
those dark wood blinds.
Pancakes for breakfast,
my turned out insides.
And it's as if memories exist
in that midnight zone,
eternal and frantic,
fragmented and...
body afraid
I have been
no pale Ophelia
resting on the river glass
but thrashing,
kicking
the stomach of a riptide,
curdling beneath it,
hair elevated,
eyes dilated,
steeped in the craze,
a need to survive,
a fumble in the darkness
after waking somewhere unsafe.
I still remember you,
those dark wood blinds.
Pancakes for breakfast,
my turned out insides.
And it's as if memories exist
in that midnight zone,
eternal and frantic,
fragmented and...
#love
#grief
#river #nature
#river #nature
278 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
13th Feb 2023 1:52am
13th Feb 2023 1:52am
No de Nile
The crocodile's eyes
glowed red
like neon stop signs
come in
for an evening swim
It said
It will be fun
It said
I longed to glide sensually
under the beams of the moon
in this ancient river
In this exotic land
to submerge myself in trust
to be cleansed of doubt
but no
not on this night
not in this river
likely
not in this lifetime
glowed red
like neon stop signs
come in
for an evening swim
It said
It will be fun
It said
I longed to glide sensually
under the beams of the moon
in this ancient river
In this exotic land
to submerge myself in trust
to be cleansed of doubt
but no
not on this night
not in this river
likely
not in this lifetime
#river
#TruthOfLife
#risk
468 reads
16 Comments
a_piscean_dream
Tierra
Tierra
Poem Published
10th Feb 2023 6:08am
10th Feb 2023 6:08am
In the River's Mouth, Part 1
With eyes shut tight,
I plunge my head underwater
First, the biting cold nips at my ears, lips, and nose
Then, my fingers and toes
And lastly, kisses my forehead before I am frozen in time below
Freeing my breath from it's temporary hold, I watch as dread and nervous tension leave my body with each bubble's apprehensive ascension
Now, lying flat on my back upon the river's bed
I open my eyes to witness the mystical dance of light in the space above my head
Though I've found respite while suspended in the depths of this...
I plunge my head underwater
First, the biting cold nips at my ears, lips, and nose
Then, my fingers and toes
And lastly, kisses my forehead before I am frozen in time below
Freeing my breath from it's temporary hold, I watch as dread and nervous tension leave my body with each bubble's apprehensive ascension
Now, lying flat on my back upon the river's bed
I open my eyes to witness the mystical dance of light in the space above my head
Though I've found respite while suspended in the depths of this...
#river
#sea
#SelfReflection
182 reads
2 Comments
blaberidae
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 5:17am
31st Dec 2022 5:17am
On the River
FROM FAR BENEATH THE BLANKET OF SLUDGE
THE BELLIES OF BILLIONS OF FISH BULGED
CLUMPS CLUNG TO THE TANGLED STRINGS OF MY NET
AND ALL I COULD HEAR WERE THE GROWLS OF MY GUT
AND THE GROANS OF THE GULLS OVERHEAD
THE BELLIES OF BILLIONS OF FISH BULGED
CLUMPS CLUNG TO THE TANGLED STRINGS OF MY NET
AND ALL I COULD HEAR WERE THE GROWLS OF MY GUT
AND THE GROANS OF THE GULLS OVERHEAD
#river
#sea
181 reads
3 Comments
chy
Poem Published
12th Sep 2022 10:56pm
12th Sep 2022 10:56pm
Midnight River
a luminescent glow falls from the moon
peaking through translucent sky
reflecting off of the glimmering stream
reaching down and gliding pebbles
almost skipping with them
moss tickles her soles
an emerald fern
transparent cloth drapes over her bare flesh
soon wrapping her thighs and ascending her torso
sealing her chest with fabric
as she steps into the midnight river
a quiet soul
who breaths of clouds ...
peaking through translucent sky
reflecting off of the glimmering stream
reaching down and gliding pebbles
almost skipping with them
moss tickles her soles
an emerald fern
transparent cloth drapes over her bare flesh
soon wrapping her thighs and ascending her torso
sealing her chest with fabric
as she steps into the midnight river
a quiet soul
who breaths of clouds ...
#river
#moon
#clouds
#night
#nature
493 reads
12 Comments
faithmairee
Poem Published
12th Aug 2022 12:16pm
12th Aug 2022 12:16pm
The First Day Of Fall
I welcome you, Fall
A much anticipated change
From color to color
Not as crisp nor
Quite as cold
As I would prefer
But greeted happily
In this little southern
Fishing town where
The river often smells putrid
And the pumpkins sprout
In time for when
The annual fall festivals begin
A much anticipated change
From color to color
Not as crisp nor
Quite as cold
As I would prefer
But greeted happily
In this little southern
Fishing town where
The river often smells putrid
And the pumpkins sprout
In time for when
The annual fall festivals begin
#trees
#river
#nature
268 reads
4 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
18th Jul 2022 7:28pm
18th Jul 2022 7:28pm
Rivered Directions
This place is magic -
the silt already knows
settles down
as if there were no dangers here
and the fish won't swim upstream
to flex their flecked black tails,
and the dragonflies don't mate
or rest upon a palm,
that the chaos of horseflies
don't hammer at thighs,
and the wings of damselflies
don't shine a seasick,
sun-blasting blue,
the frogs aren't afronted
by fat footprints,
the algae doesn't convince us
to scale as brash lizards,
the shade of a tree
isn't godly and obscene
-ly green, ...
the silt already knows
settles down
as if there were no dangers here
and the fish won't swim upstream
to flex their flecked black tails,
and the dragonflies don't mate
or rest upon a palm,
that the chaos of horseflies
don't hammer at thighs,
and the wings of damselflies
don't shine a seasick,
sun-blasting blue,
the frogs aren't afronted
by fat footprints,
the algae doesn't convince us
to scale as brash lizards,
the shade of a tree
isn't godly and obscene
-ly green, ...
#hope
#river
#nature
285 reads
2 Comments
Her_sunshine
Poem Published
11th May 2022 7:35am
11th May 2022 7:35am
Columbia
Head north in the morning
Beyond the reach of work and worries
Passing old houses sprawling hillsides
That look too close to home
Waterfalls on either side of passing storms
Rotten barns slowly returning to the
Encroaching forests in empty pasture
Forgotten and overgrown
Cottonwood and Holly stands
Row after perfect row
Evergreens and willow buds
Dewy grass in floodplains
Flowers crowding out the drains
Cross the river at the bend
Cross again at the mouth
Make the loop
Head south past the obelisk as the day ends
Beyond the reach of work and worries
Passing old houses sprawling hillsides
That look too close to home
Waterfalls on either side of passing storms
Rotten barns slowly returning to the
Encroaching forests in empty pasture
Forgotten and overgrown
Cottonwood and Holly stands
Row after perfect row
Evergreens and willow buds
Dewy grass in floodplains
Flowers crowding out the drains
Cross the river at the bend
Cross again at the mouth
Make the loop
Head south past the obelisk as the day ends
#depression
#mother
#river
278 reads
1 Comment
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
20th Apr 2022 8:45pm
20th Apr 2022 8:45pm
The Paisley River - and other poems of 2022
The Paisley River
The sun comes down to dance on the river
Its colours attract a band of nude bathers
Looking to wash the dirt
From their sweating sun-browned bodies
The river doesn’t discriminate
Like the righteous dead
Paisley currents spin and swirl
All the way from the Persian sand
Across the seas to California
They wanted to get closer to the gods
Before the sun falls behind the hills
The Leaves that fall and Grow back again
Do not sink when your sunshine fades
The joy you felt...
The sun comes down to dance on the river
Its colours attract a band of nude bathers
Looking to wash the dirt
From their sweating sun-browned bodies
The river doesn’t discriminate
Like the righteous dead
Paisley currents spin and swirl
All the way from the Persian sand
Across the seas to California
They wanted to get closer to the gods
Before the sun falls behind the hills
The Leaves that fall and Grow back again
Do not sink when your sunshine fades
The joy you felt...
#river
#sun
#water
396 reads
6 Comments
PittinixDesigns
Poem Published
19th Apr 2022 11:34pm
19th Apr 2022 11:34pm
Come Back
The stars over our village no longer shine for you and me.
And we don’t kiss in the light of the moon any more.
My sorrowful eyes shed endless tears for you, my beloved.
The green willows below the hillside weep for you, too.
How I yearn for the babyish embrace of your tender arms.
Your friends in our hometown wonder where you are.
The songbirds and I are so lonely because we miss you.
When will we look at spectacular sunsets together again?
The grief in my heart won’t go away until you return.
Maybe someday my woeful face...
And we don’t kiss in the light of the moon any more.
My sorrowful eyes shed endless tears for you, my beloved.
The green willows below the hillside weep for you, too.
How I yearn for the babyish embrace of your tender arms.
Your friends in our hometown wonder where you are.
The songbirds and I are so lonely because we miss you.
When will we look at spectacular sunsets together again?
The grief in my heart won’t go away until you return.
Maybe someday my woeful face...
#love
#river
#flowers
#birds
#stars
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0 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
6th Apr 2022 2:50pm
6th Apr 2022 2:50pm
DRINKS AT THE SANDBAR
Love is the flow
Of the river
We don’t know
Eyes are closed
Toes are up
Where it goes
We must trust
It is true
We may bust
On the rocks
Not up to us
Take our knocks
And give thanks
For the kindness
Of sandbanks
Some nights spent
In their dunes
Which we dent
With our feet
Wrinkled so
When they meet
Sun comes up
On the beach
Fill our cups
Toast the sea
We made it
You and me
Of the river
We don’t know
Eyes are closed
Toes are up
Where it goes
We must trust
It is true
We may bust
On the rocks
Not up to us
Take our knocks
And give thanks
For the kindness
Of sandbanks
Some nights spent
In their dunes
Which we dent
With our feet
Wrinkled so
When they meet
Sun comes up
On the beach
Fill our cups
Toast the sea
We made it
You and me
#love
#river
#sea
#beach
#NaPoWriMo2022
252 reads
1 Comment
TrappedPain
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 5:35am
14th Mar 2022 5:35am
Rivers
Take me to the side of your river
And let me observe the calm and treacherous
The water lillies and flowers that grow there
And maybe I'll understand the tears flowing down your face.
I'll take you to my river right now
Where the water runs shallow most days
On offdays, the river holds so much
Water overflows onto the banks.
Flowers grew there, but my water is poisoned
Occasionally nothing but blood dominates,
Don't ask me of its origins, don't ask its purpose
I'll take you to my river and maybe
You'll save me from drowning... ...
And let me observe the calm and treacherous
The water lillies and flowers that grow there
And maybe I'll understand the tears flowing down your face.
I'll take you to my river right now
Where the water runs shallow most days
On offdays, the river holds so much
Water overflows onto the banks.
Flowers grew there, but my water is poisoned
Occasionally nothing but blood dominates,
Don't ask me of its origins, don't ask its purpose
I'll take you to my river and maybe
You'll save me from drowning... ...
#river
#water
#redemption #healing
#redemption #healing
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2 Comments
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