LifeA Poem by hoganOh how we we all flow towards .......... Life is like a river flowing As it matures it changes its course Sometimes its surface is
violated, by the wind blowing Sometimes its waters run
placidly, sometimes with great force What can be discerned on
the surface may appear gentle and smooth Or expose the disturbances,
of white demons fighting, boiling and clashing But unless you look deeper,
you will not perceive how the turbulent under-currents move Dare you take a step and
enter, experience the inner movements that cause the external splashing
From nothing more than a
thin whisper of flowing Produced from the precipitations,
of uprooted waters The accumulations of
stranded droplets, slipping, dripping, nurtures the growing From a slippery silver slip,
to a stream that never falters And from your surroundings
you gather the flows from other tributaries Giving up their trickling
thoughts into your desire to increase and grow As your pathway erodes and
etches, you feed on their capillaries From the initial charge
down hillsides steep, the rush of your waters slow
As the substance of your
churning, twisting, frothing and flowing increases in volume The course you have chosen
may meet a sudden fall The gentle ebbing and
rippling accelerates to a plume Stirring and mixing the
very substance of everything you call, all And as you progress there
are obstacles you must negotiate The way is not clear and
your flow will have to be converse But eventually your life’s
flowing waters will hesitate As all your currents and
eddies are washed out to sea and
disperse………….
© 2012 hoganAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 31, 2012 Last Updated on October 31, 2012 Tags: Life, the flow of life Authorhoganblackpool, United KingdomAboutCurrently working on a series of short and contemporary horror stories. Decided to join this site because I have been working on a project for the last fifteen years. Fourteen thinking and one writi.. more..Writing
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