Who Knew

The river called for me to see.
To dip my toes into its stream,
and in my kayak I joined the flow.
To fight the current as I go.

The Sun rose high and called a cloud, so, I stayed all the while.

Roaring cicadas filled the air and Winters fury was no where near. With burning skin still I smiled and with a renewed purpose I logged each mile.

Reviews

[Kanwal]

A two-year-old memory got refreshed when I saw the sunrise at the sea it felt so surreal. Your poem brought a big smile on my face. Stay blessed

[Cherrie]

That is the best part of reading giving memory life and the pen 🙂

[Fabian G. Franklin]

I always loved dipping my toes into the cold water of mountain streams. Never been kayaking but I have been tubing and rafting on several different rivers and enjoyed it immensely. Sounds like a lovely day despite those chattering cicadas...they really do throw a loud party. Very nice poem and I enjoyed.

[Cherrie]

I love being on the water always wanting to see around the next bend.

[Amy R]

"The river called for me to see.
To dip my toes into its stream," those lines are my favorite, very beautiful imagery , short yet full of life.
Love the last 2 lines as well. Looking forward to more of your poems.
-Amy

[Cherrie]

Thank you, Amy. 🙂

[Lisasview]

Hello again,
Okay another poem of yours that brought a smile to my lips..and again a nice one for a children's book...
Just my thoughts...
Loved it!!
Lisa

[Cherrie]

Thank you Lisa. Yes I kinda pictured this one with kids in mind.

[Lisasview]

You are so welcome!!!
A children’s book perhaps?
Lisa

[red93]

Fabulous Cherrie and rippling with vibrant energy. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Cherrie]

Thank you Tony.

[Einstein Noodle]

we just keep paddling eh!? lovely river communion, endurance and tranquility .. beautiful says i!
E.
ps. i really like the creative closing line ... some prose to go :)

[emmajoygreen]

There always seem to be music and hope in the running of a stream or river... and you, dear friend have laid both and more in your beautiful words, Cherrie.

' The Sun rose high and called a cloud, so, I stayed all the while.

Roaring cicadas filled the air and Winters fury was no where near. With burning skin still I smiled and with a renewed purpose I logged each mile.'

[Cherrie]

Hello my dear friend. It feels good to begin writing about life again and this new journey I’ve begun.

[emmajoygreen]

Returned because the peace enclosed in your words is.. precious. Plus, gently placed you on such a special and optimistic climb. Dream soundly, dear friend.

[Daz]

Love the vivid imagery of the piece. Your opening stanza sets the scene well . Thanks for sharing this experience. I've missed your writing on here Cherrie.

[Cherrie]

Thank you Jodash I hope to begin writing more

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Nothing like soaking up nature into your spirit. A truly delightful poem

[Cherrie]

So true. Nature is a tonic for the spirit.

[Betty Hermelee]

Hi Cherrie
a stunning uplifting poem...one that promises good things to come...breathing fresh air and joining nature in a wondrous kayak trip down a flowing, with cicadas humming along.....
lovely,
warmly, B

[Cherrie]

Thank you Betty :)

[Betty Hermelee]

you're very welcome
warmly, B