Angry River Song

Neville

Angry River Song

 

Just look at me

the mountain cried ..

I’m ten times

more high than that

old river is wide ..

Yes that much is true

and while I have

nothing to hide I just

ebb and I flow

and I rise and fall with

each new tide ..

Well that’s what I’m

led to believe,

the angry river replied ..

Still can you see

how the moon reflects

on the bruised

and broken windows

of both your ego

and your soul and just

how seriously

she does shine so much

brighter now

against your anaemic,

once swollen

snowcapped temples

and all of your

slowly eroding peaks ..

Those that are

now being swept clean

away by all my

very hungry tributaries ..

Each one of them

purposely designed to

gently break

your will and to test

your ruthless

and still rugged integrity ..

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 5th, 2026 10:10
  • Comment from author about the poem: It seemed to make sense and was safer .. so I just let it flow ..
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 11
  • Users favorite of this poem: Friendship, sorenbarrett, Tristan Robert Lange
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  • Friendship

    A strong poem, well written. Your poem contrasts the mountain's permanence and grandeur with the river's fluidity and dynamism, suggesting that pride and ego can be challenged and diminished by nature's relentless forces.

    • Neville



      How extraordinarily perceptive ma'am .. Thank you so very bloomin much .. Neville 😎πŸ₯€πŸŒ»πŸ‘

    • orchidee

      Good write N. Since when was I perceptive?! lol.

      • Neville


        You are a chump Orchidee .. do they still use that term or am I just showing off my age ..

      • sorenbarrett

        Persistence out does strength and size. And those canyons carved and eroded they too cut deep. A wonderful and most wise fable with great meaning my friend. A fave

        • Neville



          Ah' you got it too sorenbarrett .. Just be sure my gratitude is both real and true .. Cheers .. Neville

          • sorenbarrett

            My pleasure my good friend

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Wow, Neville, this is one hell of an elemental showdown. The mountain may have stature, but the river has patience…and that deeper contest between pride, endurance, and inevitable change gives this real bite. Loved it, my friend. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

            • Neville



              I couldn't possibly ask for more Tristan ta so very much .. Neville πŸ•·οΈπŸ–€πŸ΄βš«πŸˆβ€β¬›πŸŒΉπŸ₯€πŸ‘

            • Goldfinch60

              Fine words Neville.

              Andy

              • Neville


                Thanks tons Andy .. Neville πŸ‘

              • Doggerel Dave

                The old wisdom about water and its ultimate affect on stone surely would point to the ultimate fate of the mountain. Final score: River 1 Mountain 0.
                However, there’s a richness here not alluded to in the stats...
                ..

                • Neville



                  You are one of a kind Dave .. and way too kind too .. Always appreciated mate, cheers .. Neville



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