Destiny

Liquid,liquid rushing onwards-

to the ocean where crozillas hunt

brutally with no full stop beneath-

the hanging clouds that herald torrential-

dew-drops i crave befriend with in the-

misty morn. 

 

Neither joy is a good friend will be here-

for me now in the decade that bounds-

to the dark ages of honesty the green beasts-

of the river love.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem told a interesting story. The river love is unending. We decide to open and close the flow of love into a life. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Sleeping Maiden]

Nicely done! I love it!

[Thea]

Another great piece here...
"Neither joy is a good friend will be here-"
I love that line!
Well done!
:)))

[stars are far]

this was well done :)