Poems About Rivers Published by Members Recently Online
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Poems about rivers published by members recently online.
Paddle
Existence the need to rehydrate
To dip our toe not hesitate
To walk and leave a little wake
To dip our toe not hesitate
To walk and leave a little wake
#river
#water
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Paddle
Existence the need to rehydrate
To dip our toe not hesitate
To walk and leave a little wake
To dip our toe not hesitate
To walk and leave a little wake
#river
#water
607 reads
0 Comments
encamped
after the campfire dies
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
#love
#identity
#river
#nature
#mountains
944 reads
32 Comments
encamped
after the campfire dies
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
#love
#identity
#river
#nature
#mountains
944 reads
32 Comments
encamped
after the campfire dies
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
#love
#identity
#river
#nature
#mountains
944 reads
32 Comments
encamped
after the campfire dies
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
#love
#identity
#river
#nature
#mountains
944 reads
32 Comments
encamped
after the campfire dies
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
the forest has a way of baptizing
your thoughts—its obsidian font
revealing you are the captor
of your own shadow world—
your fears a prisoner
5:00 am
we all want a good story to tell—
when dawn illuminates
the foothills of a cook stove
utensil, you'll improvise
the landscape of food
the river
sliding against the bank
its black...
#love
#identity
#river
#nature
#mountains
944 reads
32 Comments
River Phoenix
Chaos as a constant.
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
#beauty
#river
#fire #water
#fire #water
369 reads
8 Comments
River Phoenix
Chaos as a constant.
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
#beauty
#river
#fire #water
#fire #water
369 reads
8 Comments
River Phoenix
Chaos as a constant.
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
#beauty
#river
#fire #water
#fire #water
369 reads
8 Comments
River Phoenix
Chaos as a constant.
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
I shall.
Open armed embrace.
Defiance & harmony.
Guiding the river.
Winding where it needs to wind.
Cut strait where it needs to be cut strait.
And giving over
In order
To feel alive
Sometimes
Like you -
At this time
Surging in my veins,
Surfacing in my blood stream
An art work
Expressed in fire work
Whispering to a great work
& a guardian angel
As a black clad goddess
Dancing in contours of goddess
Across...
#beauty
#river
#fire #water
#fire #water
369 reads
8 Comments
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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2 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems About Rivers Published by Members Recently Online