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Poem By The Stream

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Calm among the voices and the laughter
a grain regardless of the sands
under the play of roving cloud 
against the sun-bright blue

I mused upon a willow there
hung over the modest stream
and the way this brooding giant
kept its a-dangling tips from immersion
in the reflective element
so neat as would please a barber
held my focus long just there
and when the voices and the laughter 
dissolved in time 
I felt I should dedicate some lines
to the long focus which I now share
the import of the experience
like a cloud could not be held
though there'll remain a flower
pressed between the pages of a book. 

 

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victoriavautaw@gmail.com

Sat 18th Jul 2020 17:59

This poem reads like a breath of fresh air Adam. Thank you for sharing your moment with us. Willow tress are my favorite. I love how they bend with the wind. Graceful. Strong. ?

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