Rocks give birth to a river
Like a mother to adoring child
Carries on its arms with care
A new born, small, tender and cute.
River runs tricks of a flow
Fallowing through least resistance
Dredging loosened parts
Winding its way through stones.
A cradle for a child
Protects the river in infancy
Before leaving it alone
When it learns to stand on itself.
Lends its hands up to a distance
Feeds the river, pouring showers
Makes it big, guiding rivulets
Builds it into unimaginable proportions.
A river meanders around foothills
Leaves its marks on geology
Scribbles history on the rocks
Its foot prints for posterity.
A contest entry
- River Lady (Image Inspired) by Idle Mind Wondering.
1500 points, ended January 12, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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nice imagery
I love to watch running water ( I spent many an idle hour fishing in my youth )and partically liked the last two lines. nicely written
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I loved this piece, it reminded me of a famous authors work, and it was really inpressive. Filled with metaphors and descriptive diction, greate write.
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wow, i really like how you incorperate the nature into this peice. the metaphors are amazing, they really make it. great write!
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I like the metaphor and the imagery
as well as your ending.
Thank for entering.
Ken
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Very Good with good imagery.
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