prairie river flowing

Cherry

By francisraymondarevalo

Wed, 14 Aug 2019
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Be like the prairie river flowing,

and freeze and thaw with the seasons.

Neither arctic winds nor scorching heat dare

turn your stones below its still waters.

You have been there since the first of man,

and with the last one, you bleed on.

Still through you the tides ebb and flow-

come drought, come bounty, withers and fills.

But through it all,

your soul moves

flowing

a restless current of a changing land.

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Comments

Submitted by onemorething on

This is very lovely. I like your use of emphasis, but all wonderful.

 

Submitted by Penny4athought on

Your descriptions made me feel the changes of seasons, the arid air and the cooler rush of spring moving this ever flowing river along - and the quest to be strong, like the river. I felt several different meanings in the words and to each reader of course there will be different perspectives. The changing season on the prairie, the changing seasons of life, the harsh effects that requires strength to survive on the land or of the land- a very thought provoking poem.

I enjoyed reading this very much,  

Penny4athought

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I love the description "withers and fills" . Scrolling back up top to the top of the poem, was surprised how short it is as it is so full of images