My River flows passed,
Its beauty takes me with it
To where she’s waiting,
My lover taken from me,
To meet in our field of dreams.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 11th, 2021 01:16
- Comment from author about the poem: This came to me as I awoke this morning.
- Category: Love
- Views: 38
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Comments7
Your river Avon, always there with it's tranquil reassuring natural flow confirming the spiritual within us all.
{But we've both seen it necessarily different in times of flood)
Yes it is always there.
And yes seen it in those flooded times, seen swans swimming quite happily along the road.
Andy
this is both different and very special my golden friend ... enjoyed no end ..
Thank you Neville, much appreciated.
Andy
My Poetic Side -
A poetry writing school.
Iām learning a lot.
Inspiration strikes often
When Iām given a challenge.
Do I get a big tick for that - or a big raspberry, Andy? š
(Big difference compared to yours - mine has no soul.)
Very big tick Dave!ššš
Andy
Beautiful song video as is your words Andy. A perfect match. ; )
Most kind AP, thank you.
Andy
A beautiful soundtrack to wake up to and I didn't play the tune, just happy with your words and the melody of the mood.
Fantastic as ever, always a pleasure to read
I'm afraid I stopped at 15 seconds in, a beautiful note held but not my cuppa tea
Thank you Dan, much appreciated.
I can understand about the music, we all have different tastes in music and I believe that there are only two types of music, that which you like and that which you don't.
Andy
Very nice Andy šš¼
Thank you John.
Andy
Good write, Andy.
When you relax, your field naturally attunes itself to higher frequencies.
It certainly does Jerry, thank you.
Andy
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