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Turbulent Rivers
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Twisted Branches turbulent rivers
never ask permission
to wipe the smile off your face
here you go, again
beating water with a stick
snaps like a toothpick,
washes away
soon
feeding a beaver's dam
you'll hunt the animal
never seeing
your senseless contribution
to flooding everything
trying to be in control
Enjoyed
"feeding a beaver's dam" while the last verse s jaw-dropping, I read this line 3x before contnuung ti end. Imagination stopping line, cadence to sudden stop, rexan if beacer allusion - the in walks wisdom like an adage--wow! Cool write.
~A~
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Thank you, Stella, glad you
Thank you, Stella, glad you so thoroughly enjoyed it. That line's creation was when the pieces around it came together and it felt fluid from there : )
As I wrote in an earlier
As I wrote in an earlier comment, your ability to deploy metaphor is exquisitely adroit,
J-Called
Thank you, sir.
Thank you, sir.