Lost.
I begin as a brook
in distant hills
which starts
as droplets clinging
together passes through
rills between tiny ridges, spills
down small land-slides, tumbles in
miniature waterfalls joining streamlets
as ripples and sliding I hurry
over stones and pebbles, breaching
ridged beds where frothing in bubbles
I rush to mingle with deeper waters
but stop to chatter under willows
singing soprano before altering
my tune to a baritoned river.
Then no more warbling in creeks
for little me so bowling slower I greet
older waters converging like tenors
in choral excitement, drowning my
cry in wild ocean-voiced roars belonging
to power when wide-mouth basso
changes my trilling to deep-sea songs.
Yet I will ever
know myself
as a brook
that springs
from hill-height
dashing between
granite's nooks
and crannies
to delight
in brimming
over rocky beds
where my hum
is welcomed
by mossy pebbles
and where birds come
to drink and wet
feet and feathers
in my warm shallows
before I roll on
having to settle
for more water duets
and lost then
my previous whispers,
forgotten soft solos
of clear flowing liquid
sunk in deafening
fortissimo as oceans
own the loudest bellow.
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Fay Slimm. (
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I love this watery journey Fay. Faved
Thank you a load for your visit and for faving the read Crow -- -- water has always been a great help to my writes and glad you enjoyed the subject too.
Yes, a fine journey Fay.
Thank you dear Orchi.
Angela here - Good Morning FAY - BRIAN & I love Mountain Streams especially in the Lake District where you can trace them from Spring to Brook to Stream to River to Lake - One of Natures greatest sights & sounds perfectly described for us in Verse 1. Verse 2. aptly describes how out lives are mirrored in Stream form Source to Ocean - Beautiful - Thanks for sharing.
Brian & His Technician are planning a Waterfall and stream in our new Garden there is already a very nice Pond !
Due to the new restrictions BRIAN & I are now getting Married this afternoon with out two MAMAS as Matrons of Honour. My PAPA will give us away and Brians Dad will be the Best Man. Fortunatley we are all seeing the funny side of it and Mama & I cant stop giggling ! Their Maid / Cook wil prepare a Spanish Meal for us (roast ham) and plenty of RIOJA TINTA ! We will go to Cambrige for our Honemoon on Thursday and then back to BETHANY our First Home - AMEN - Better get my dress on its almost time for PAPA to *Get Me to the Church on Time !*
Blessings & Peace & Joy & Love
We are not too disappointed - Just Happy
That we can be Married in the sight of GOD
before we move into our New Home - AMEN
Love Angela & Brian 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛
Ah - another move forward to your long waited wedding - - may I add my very best wishes as you make your vows this afternoon.......... blessings galore and loads of glad hugs for you both...xxxx from Fay
I have to say that this piece flows well Fay, as all good poems should.
Ex animo, Alan
Many thanks Alan - your comments are always so encouraging am so pleased you liked the read..
Love the second part especially Fay. Reminds us all who still have the younger self surviving, with a glint in the eye, in an ageing body that... yes a babbling brook we shall ever be.
Good that you picked up the double meaning in my little verse Dusk - - babbling brooks are a delight to behold and water of any size has so much about which to write. Thanks so much for your visit and comment.
A superb dedication and tribute to that all important life giving H2O..
the very stuff that not only our world, but our individual selves are each comprised of... The very stuff of life itself.. that which has been written about by man since he could first scribe.. I have read many such dedications, but none so detailed, captivating and refreshing as these...
Your comments my friend are always so encouraging and such a lift so thanking you muchly for viewing my version of Lost -- water's dance-movement weaves magic to me and am drawn to its journey from source to ocean - - - pleased as punch you liked the read Nev................... x
Great construction Fay.
Wonderful write Fay, I am flowing all the way with your words.
Andy
from a spring to an ocean,,and you wrote it on my birthday
Ah - - may I wish you then Ron a river of happy moments on this your special day - - - so pleased you enjoyed the read.
thank you,and i did
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