Against both tide and current
Headway slow and steady
Though the river hurries by
Headway slow and steady
Though the river hurries by
Tag: river
Bent
This world through lens of mind
Is bent
To be a thing my eyes
Can see
Not quite what is
Reality
Is bent
To be a thing my eyes
Can see
Not quite what is
Reality
So bend my mind to fit
The world
Then see only the things
That fit
Ignore the things that don’t
One bit
That River Flows
That river flows
While I
Stand by
Upon the banks
Watch my life
Drift idly by
But why?
Ask I
Just join the flow
The river says
So I
Close eyes
Like the water
Enter life
Become the flow
Then I
Realize
Like the river
Being flows
I the water
Gather all
The river knows
‘Til I
Reside
In moment’s rhyme
The end of time
Valley ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #174
Through the valley
Between the rocky mounts
Where days go by
Too fast to count
Between the rocky mounts
Where days go by
Too fast to count
Then what remains
But moments lost
In timeless frame
I let them go
And count no more
Just live them all
In endless flow
So none pass by
For none remorse
Nor row against
The river’s course
The ripples
And the rapids play
The challenges
Of every day
Vanishing ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #172
As the sun
So the pilings
So the day
So my life
So the pilings
So the day
So my life
In a whir of calm
And failing light
The river
Never stops
Rapid ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #169
A chasm in my spirit formed
Through which my rage and pain now roils
Channelled through such rugged gorge
It churns and gouges rocky walls
With ill effect upon my soul
Through which my rage and pain now roils
Channelled through such rugged gorge
It churns and gouges rocky walls
With ill effect upon my soul
I hold on tight
This tiny raft
Upon the raucous
Seething froth
Ride the fury
Through the pass
All the while
Seek inward poise
For only then
Will ire abate
The rapid’s run
Is fueled by hate
While narrow walls
Are blinders worn
To keep my mind
In raging state
Chasm
Roar of the river
My own deafening fury
Churning water cuts a chasm
Seething anger rends my spirit
My own deafening fury
Churning water cuts a chasm
Seething anger rends my spirit
Standing on the ledge
Letting rage flow away
Wounds upon my soul
Close and begin to heal
Power
I stand beside the chasm’s tumult
Powerless to end the flood
Or even mitigate the flow
Powerless to end the flood
Or even mitigate the flow
Spectator at the edge
Close enough to feel the spray
Of power’s fearsome rush
Bend ~ Pic and a Word Challenge #162
The bends oft
Obscure the end
Yet go
I must
And like the river
Wend
Until the end
Is sure
Obscure the end
Yet go
I must
And like the river
Wend
Until the end
Is sure
The Reaching Sea
The questing sea
Reaches for me
Then for the sky
Reaches for me
Then for the sky
Not at all content
With her lowly lot
Seeks to climb the shore
Or sunders self
Evaporates
Obtains a cloudy high
Though just a mist (as liquid falls to Earth)
Flows back as river to the sea
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