Thursday, June 14, 2018

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RIVER RAMBLINGS
smooth stones,
sharp stones,
stones;
down by the river,
aflow,
flow,
thoughts in contemplation;
words,
words in hibernation;
shadows emerge,
to a sprng of,
fresh green,
poetry life;
where verse directs,
the heart song of a lurid,
trickle over a bed,
of river silt;
how deep in into the earth’s layers?
seeps the silt of,
immersed concentration;
listening to hear,
the sounds,
silent in the heart,
of a universe;
always,
saying something,
of,
universal measure.
RIVER RAMBLINGS © gillena cox 2010; first published at poemhunter

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10 comments:

  1. How lyrically you weave your way to a conclusion here Gillena - this flowed through me very sweetly...

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Scott

      much love...

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  2. I love to flow with the river in quiet contemplation ~ Thanks for joining us ~

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    1. Thank you for your appreciation Grace

      much love...

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  3. Nice thought: "immersed concentration"

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    1. Thank you for dropping by Frank

      much love...

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  4. This is absolutely gorgeous!💞 Especially love "shadows emerge, to a sprng of,fresh green, poetry life; where verse directs, 
    the heart song of a lurid."💞

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  5. Thanks for dropping by Sanaa

    Much♥️love

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  6. I love the sense of sitting by the river contemplating...

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  7. Thanks for your appreciation Björn

    Much♥️love

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