Poems About Rivers by Top Critiquers
#river
Poems about rivers by top critiquers. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
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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The Gift
There is too much energy
in my bones tonight for sleeping.
Gazing out my window at the shadows
where a full moon in Pisces ought to shine.
Mind races like the currents of
the Grand River that I sat by.
Crystals that were gifted there
call a Siren song to my heart.
The tides are churning, seafoam oozing
like pus from the pores of perceivable time.
Minerals collect at my feet.
How long have I been standing here
with this wistful stare?
in my bones tonight for sleeping.
Gazing out my window at the shadows
where a full moon in Pisces ought to shine.
Mind races like the currents of
the Grand River that I sat by.
Crystals that were gifted there
call a Siren song to my heart.
The tides are churning, seafoam oozing
like pus from the pores of perceivable time.
Minerals collect at my feet.
How long have I been standing here
with this wistful stare?
#river
#moon
#astrology
#fate
#SelfReflection
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what (they call improvement)
rows
and rows
of established
trees
cut down,
animals displaced
from
their homes,
the land
stripped,
life giving
waters drained,
all for
the sake
and benefit
for mankind,
and this
is what
they call
improvement.
and rows
of established
trees
cut down,
animals displaced
from
their homes,
the land
stripped,
life giving
waters drained,
all for
the sake
and benefit
for mankind,
and this
is what
they call
improvement.
#forest
#trees
#river
#animals
#nature
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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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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
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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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The f**kins
Watching river traffic on the Willamette was soothing. Tugboats leading mighty cargo ships. Fireboats with their high-reaching water plumes. Bedecked sailboats with flickering lights during the Christmas season. My favorite boat had a timed sequence of Santa skiing down a hill. All of this was right outside my window or viewed leisurely from my balcony. True, the complex was just starting to go to seed, remodeled some years later as pricey waterfront condos.
It was one of the best places I've ever lived. Close to downtown Portland, across the street from Union Station. From my...
It was one of the best places I've ever lived. Close to downtown Portland, across the street from Union Station. From my...
#anger
#city
#river
#fire
#PowerOfWords
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Coastal navigation
Gigantic sea of forgotten
silent sea that does not bring
your voice in the turbulent waves
sea of island eyes on fire
that doesn't imitate the sound of your voice
sea that limits the roof of your mouth
and swallow your voice mythologically
like a desert island lighthouse
human marks of desert sonar
quasar pulse and virus analysis
sea that salts the throat
sea that stretches the rope
chained from anchored boats
in the deep brown
from the...
silent sea that does not bring
your voice in the turbulent waves
sea of island eyes on fire
that doesn't imitate the sound of your voice
sea that limits the roof of your mouth
and swallow your voice mythologically
like a desert island lighthouse
human marks of desert sonar
quasar pulse and virus analysis
sea that salts the throat
sea that stretches the rope
chained from anchored boats
in the deep brown
from the...
#river
#sea
#beach
#water
#nature
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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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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
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our mutual friend
the river could tell stories when
it liked not the amount of corpses
who threw themselves in or
the body of
men who made their living
dragging them out of
the need to make money leads to terrible things
it liked not the amount of corpses
who threw themselves in or
the body of
men who made their living
dragging them out of
the need to make money leads to terrible things
#river
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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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DU Poetry : Poems About Rivers by Top Critiquers