Poems About Rivers by Top Critiquers
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Poems about rivers by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
The Path of Least Resistance
I thought it sounded a little crazy
But his theory could go the distance
When he claimed that water is lazy
It takes the path of least resistance.
And when it comes to an impasse
It will try to find a new course,
But given enough volume and mass
It can become a destructive force.
But his theory could go the distance
When he claimed that water is lazy
It takes the path of least resistance.
And when it comes to an impasse
It will try to find a new course,
But given enough volume and mass
It can become a destructive force.
#river
#water
#nature
#fate
#patience
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THE NEED FOR PEACE
As another day comes over the horizon and it is here were, I sit down by the river of crystals waters, hearing it flows so calming to my brain 🧠 waves, as it quiets the very temple of my thoughts. WITH the deepness of the sound of running waters, sounding in the backdrop of my mind and eyes, seeing with each ripping wave. TO remain me again how much of what I see affects, the deepness of my thoughts and insight and imagination and dreams. For sure it's here I think of the peace and tranquility and peace, that lets me be able to share my thoughts with me myself and I, with the forest...
#evolution
#forest
#nature
#river
#sun
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Castor Canadensis
Pale beams on frost pale ground;
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
the rutting moon has come and gone
and then the Beaver moon hung around
to show the whitefish where to spawn
as she trailed the Pleiades
from early evening, through the night,
then down through all the leafless trees
to charm antipodean sight
by gibbose ostentation gloss
hued as gold as the Bifrost locks
of Hyperion and Helios
and the lumen lovely boondocks
of lodges that the beaver built...
with sticks and stones...and moonlit silt.
#countryside
#river
#sky #nature
#sky #nature
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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
933 reads
32 Comments
River of Life
Like the ocean she is dark
keeping her depths a secret
too painful for eyes to see
Like the sea she is seducing
dancing between eb and flow
tempting with all her waves
Like water she is delicate
kissing with lips of devotion
her flavor soft and sweet
Like waterfalls she is strong
cascading into valleys of gold
where rainbows fill her soul
Like cleansing rain she cries
washing away her memories ...
keeping her depths a secret
too painful for eyes to see
Like the sea she is seducing
dancing between eb and flow
tempting with all her waves
Like water she is delicate
kissing with lips of devotion
her flavor soft and sweet
Like waterfalls she is strong
cascading into valleys of gold
where rainbows fill her soul
Like cleansing rain she cries
washing away her memories ...
#dark
#river
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Bonded Forever
This flow of emotions
This river of love
Moves through mountains
Cuts through the landscape of loneliness
To join with the ocean
To give everything it has to that sea
It was an unconditional thought
To reach those vast waters
Tasting eternity in each ebb and flow
Knowing now its unbreakable
That's how it is with my feelings
For I am the river
You are that ocean I struggled to reach
Now like the river and the sea
We have bonded forever
My soul pouring into your being
It was pure instinct
It was in...
This river of love
Moves through mountains
Cuts through the landscape of loneliness
To join with the ocean
To give everything it has to that sea
It was an unconditional thought
To reach those vast waters
Tasting eternity in each ebb and flow
Knowing now its unbreakable
That's how it is with my feelings
For I am the river
You are that ocean I struggled to reach
Now like the river and the sea
We have bonded forever
My soul pouring into your being
It was pure instinct
It was in...
#love
#river
#sea #lover
#sea #lover
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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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down by the river
take me to the river
where i can draw breath
enter its cool, calm waters
my soul fully undressed
gone are the trappings
the thorns of this Earth
that pierce my wayward flesh
washed in the blood
let from above
i sit on the river bank & cry ...
where i can draw breath
enter its cool, calm waters
my soul fully undressed
gone are the trappings
the thorns of this Earth
that pierce my wayward flesh
washed in the blood
let from above
i sit on the river bank & cry ...
#river
#nature
#spiritual
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19 Comments
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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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
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Big Top Steam
A Big East Top Steam Whistle
The steam whistle goes off to sleep
No more coal left now we haul parcels and people places and then some
Want the steam whistle to echo through the valley
All I hear is a ghost whispering to me when I’m awake
So Kov bought it for scrap tryin to spin a buck
All he hears walking along great steel is
Ghostly voices coming from a steam engine from time before
They say here comes the Scrap Man
The butcher will tear us apart for profit
He says to them as long as I’m...
The steam whistle goes off to sleep
No more coal left now we haul parcels and people places and then some
Want the steam whistle to echo through the valley
All I hear is a ghost whispering to me when I’m awake
So Kov bought it for scrap tryin to spin a buck
All he hears walking along great steel is
Ghostly voices coming from a steam engine from time before
They say here comes the Scrap Man
The butcher will tear us apart for profit
He says to them as long as I’m...
#forest
#mountains
#nature
#river
#sky
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Only When the Rain Falls on Your Head
To the ears of the unhearing
Screams go unheard
Unnoticed
Like a whisper in a whirlwind
Only when the tornado removes the roof of the pampered and privileged
And only as torrents fall upon and tarnish a closet full of Armani's finest
and rain ruins that $400 hairdo
Will those who look away
Finally look at what was happening all around them all along
As the water rises higher inside the walls of a now roofless bowl that was once an impenetrable fortress
We,
who have learned to swim the raging rivers,
shall see if that...
Screams go unheard
Unnoticed
Like a whisper in a whirlwind
Only when the tornado removes the roof of the pampered and privileged
And only as torrents fall upon and tarnish a closet full of Armani's finest
and rain ruins that $400 hairdo
Will those who look away
Finally look at what was happening all around them all along
As the water rises higher inside the walls of a now roofless bowl that was once an impenetrable fortress
We,
who have learned to swim the raging rivers,
shall see if that...
#river
#tragedy
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