Blabbering Brook
Blabbering Brook Blabbering day & night
Smoothening boulders with soft fight
Unending youth not an iota of ageing
Blabbering tales of yesterday & tomorrow
The teenage jump as it passes a furrow
From a mountain crack it's gushing down
Sometimes I feel it's a flowing clown
Not a moment of rest always restless
It does its karma with amazing finesse
Babbling brook
You write with finesse here too Bishu. What an endearing poem about babbling brook conjuring up itself through the mountain rocks. Love this poem.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thank you so so much for your kind read & comment
Thank you so so much for your kind read & comment
©bishu
What a stylish way to do it!
What a stylish way to do it! Love it!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Thanks very much
Respected Poet
©bishu
sounds like my house,a
sounds like my house,a blabbering brook,lol
ron parrish
Thanks dear friend
Mr Worthy Man. A little line from you is great for me.
©bishu
Sometimes U Just Rock!
A milestone 600. Congratulations! - allets - :D
Thanks poet pal
Thanks for your morale booster
©bishu
Hope U R Enjoying The Sea
Check out the boats - we may have to run for it :D