The River Children (A Poem)

It went along the mossy creases

And bent along the cresting hills.

Tears puddled in the stagnant shallows

And cried out spinning down the falls.

Accepted boughs from fallen grace

And cast them back upon the shore.

They fought and argued

A bitter embrace.

And were washed to the ocean once more.

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I wrote this poem while taking a walk along a small river that has hiking trails leading from the falls.  For some reason I thought the water looked really beautiful and wanted to capture the way it moved, and then it turned into something else that I don’t really know what is happening.

Let me know what you think!!!!!



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