Ever Flowing
As a current ebbs and flows,
ever changing where it goes.
Drifting down the path it chose,
gently touching all it knows.
In summer’s heat, it thins and slows,
with winter’s storms, it thrives and grows.
Its beauty in its highs and lows,
profound and deep, like rhythmic prose.
The wind, across the water, blows,
at dusk, a fiery sunset glows.
Reflection on the water shows,
a perfect day has reached its close.
Jennifer Martin
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Jennifer Martin (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In memory of a special friend who loved rivers, lakes and the sea.
- Category: Reflection
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A beautiful poem Jennifer. Keep it up. I am also not a regular but enjoy the poems when I am here
ever flowing in its off-beat cacophony:
(s,s,e - ssss,e - sss,e
a quirky ready, Go, steady - kinda flow
if you will...)
and ain't that, in-keeping
with that truly wondrous Beauty, of all-things unpredictably Wild, about the Nature: we so admiringly Love!
Clever write, but more meaningfully
its a write imbued with a wonderfully vivid depiction of those memento day's, that sustain us
in the dimming light of our twilight years, of life...
thanks for choosing to share
I'm so pleased i found this. It is quite quite beautiful poetry beyond none. I can feel how the character of your special friend is in your fine words so carefully chosen. A truly moving moving piece and so well constructed.
Into my favourite poems for sure.
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