I move with you
my flowing friend
through
narrow, shallow,
boulder slip to chatter pebble
golden bed.
Darting silver,
dense weed peeping,
catching sunshine
shard.
Sparkling
swathe cuts through flower
strewn verdant
banks.
Mayflies hatch
and die where dragons
dash.
Willow sweeps your
flood to
melting edge where
river tears plunge
crystal bright, as necklace
broken water beads
cascade to mist,
rainbow touched
by Heaven's palette.
2 comments:
Just called in to let you know how much I enjoy reading your poems - they get better and better.
That is so kind of you, thank you very much indeed. xx
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