#487. splashes

November 27, 2011

rivers
are not always
the color of water
and leaves sometimes lead
downstream
over
round stones and sharp 
rocks flowing over this dream
bridge sweet black and grey 
splashes
colder
seasons than this
autumn waiting snow
drifts ice thickening deep
muffles the rivers sweet 
singing

Posted by zevstar
Filed in Poem A Day, Uncategorized ·Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , ,
2 Comments »

2 Responses to “#487. splashes”

  1. slpmartin said
    November 27, 2011 at 10:24 pm

    A vivid image in the poem.

    Reply
  2. Evelyn said
    November 30, 2011 at 11:31 am

    “rivers
    are not always
    the color of water”
    magnificent.

    Reply

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