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a sky of blackbirds and blue jays  does never cross my mind   as much as deserts and cacti all be in short supply.   and though i of the sea proclaim the safety of my heart  
I hear the sound of water,      gurgling, flowing, breathing with life The sound of water slapping stones,      pushing past the verdant reeds I hear the water join the song of a child,
they say that nothing gold can stay but what about the other metals seen as precious in the eyes of man   you are my silver lining
I have steeped myself in red wine   Drank from a cup that held stardust, Buried myself in the earth, Let the shore consume me
Sturdy over water Flowing fast and free Moonlight shines below You let me stand above A spectacular view Peaceful Beauty Free The water rushes The lights shine
Dear former self,   I’m writing you from the other side of that place  Where the two rivers meet You haven’t seen it with your earthly eyes But have with your soul You haven’t a memory of it
Dear Hope,   They say you are a winged thing, but wings are fragile as glass and   When they break they leave shards that jut out at odd angles,  
  The return of the rain heralds ages of growthwhere leaves left forgotten to their last ending goeth. The return of the rain hails the heel of old firesmakes moss meet to grow on tall boreal spires.
If only you could see,My favorite place to be.A place where I can rest Is nature at it’s best. The water ripples near So loud it's all you hear.A secret place to be, A spot made just for me. In shallow waters still,To touch would send a chill.A sh
Dana Gilmore said it best when she said "you can cry me a river you can cry me a sea" And Yellow Rage asked "what do you know about being Asian? " But I am asking you. What do you know about me?
A thrown skipping stone Sinking to the river floor Creeping to the shore
A cool waterfall To a rushing river far Flowing to the sea
Water over crashing rocks, my troubling thoughts won't soon be forgot.  Thoughts in my head buzz like bees, for a moments rest is all I plea.  For time to stop and trouble to fade,
There's a river I know, in the land of the dead, where many call home, and others may dread. There's a city I know, where the parties are gold, where the liquor is silver,
I am a river working hard always moving changing everything around me, while accepting change, myself. Sometimes I am calm sometimes I am restless. No matter, for I am a river.
Between life and between Deaththere is a place before we rest
I walked towards a doorWhich opened to a river glinting under the starsThere my feet sank unto the bed of earth
Down by the river  in the holly hocks,  two kids open an old tin box.  They swing their poles   and string their hooks   all in the noon-day heat.  But the only bites   they get all day  
No Laughing No Screaming No crying Not even a sound Climb up the rail Its summer So the water isn't too cold But its night so the water looks black How deep is the water?
Everyday i cross the waters
I flow river, the river flow me. Yet where the river meets the ocean, My depths never flow free. Salt-coated sweetness is what I may find, But never - no, never - will I see, Pure essence and gentle meek.
The river flows backwards
Well girl its been a whileSince I've seen that beautiful smileand I just can't go on like thisspending another night without your kiss
The raging river moves on With its endless song But the words get lost In the rapid beats.   The beats get faster But your life gets shorter
In the forest you can hear the whisper A bright whsper of a stream The calming mutter 
Strength is the river; Though it seems to conform To the limits of the earth, With diligence and patience, Even the most stubborn stone Will obey the current.
Cages thrown deep into the Hudson The fishermen smoke stogies on the pier I fear- that I might get sick for the air is thick with the stench of smoke and chum  It stabs at my nostrils on my morning run
With steepness and
Water rushing through the mountain valleys dragging every stone not firmly rooted,  drowning just to resurface in an unknown region. And before long, the current sweeps the few, back under its brute force again.
  A river, cheery and merry, Is a picture of perfect happiness. It laughs as it trips and falls, Crashing into obstacles in its way. Never angry nor upset,
  The river flows by Ripples dance along its surface A willow tree weeps.
"Play the game" they say. "Just play the game." The only way to get ahead in life is to play the game. The rules are simple they say; bow, kneel, bend, but dont break. Kiss ass, tell people what they want to hear.
Lonely it flows left Rushin past the trees and rocks Lonely it flowsm right
OutsideThe entirety of my resolve runs with the river of tears thatTrickle, thenAfter a brief moment of suspenseBreak free, carvingCruel lines down my ravaged cheeks, a howling flood letLoose. My eyes are
Change It happens We don't see What used to be What exists right now Or what will be Nothing permanent Change can happen In less than in a minute Or more than a millennia
I am a baby blue bird, drifting to the soft sands of Rio de Janeiro, while lying dead on a dilapidated raft with all cares in the world left forgotten by my bedside.  
He stood alone, Because he was empty. His head tilted up to the path of grey sky, The roar of the river in his ears, Bouncing off of the canyon walls.
in the strawberry fields underneath the stars where i met my love moving too fast
How do I describe a love full of indescribable things?
The river flows, so sweet and blueFrom the mountain snow, the stream dose comes,The fish are swimming, the children run.Forest shelters those who are true. But few are children, they come no more.They are within, their love unknown.Their sacred pl
  Down by the cabin where the apple trees dropped The sweetest honeycrisps I’d ever sunk teeth into,
  Amid  earth  and  Skye,  I  view  the  world  from  between.  Torn  by  reality.    Fallen  like  the  Rain,  Weight  directed  his  descent.  He  remains  stagnant.   
Lira, Lira by the river Does it yet reflect the sea? Your ears can hear the softest whispers Do they hear my quiet plea? All I love is in the river All you know is out at sea
There once was a river that flowed downstream, It wished and it washed itself into a dream, It wanted to make itself into a clean, Huge flying aircraft machine, It was impossible to say the least,
I'm standing at the edge of the wood                                                                                                   Birds Lullibies hang in the still air                                                                           
In times of trouble the river flows beside me Comforts me, soothes me Leads me to exicting places   The river carries words and fits them together in little crevices by the rocks
The overwhelming feeling of exhaustion drives her to the river- where she will sit on a cold grey stone until - over time - she finds peace.
Our life is like a river, Bending and Twisting, but always flowing Forward From the spring from whence we are born, we flow.   As we flow, we learn As we flow, the run-off from our environment is added to us
Turtles are gods On fallen trees, looking up. Surveying the wild green Water I approach without grace. The turtles fell, as little gods fall, Soft, and without diameter, into
Death, is a jealous fellow he has no age, grace, nor liking it considers not woe, nor sorrow he displays a complete arbitrary arrival he does not consider survival and lingers with denial
Little stream through the woods How sad and lonely you must be Tired too though many can’t see You fight and fight to make it through And one day when you finally do In the big ocean you will be
The river embraced its one true form To travel its depths through hail and storm. Through the village and through the town Through the kingdom that once was crowned.
I write poetry to ease my mind after a long day's work I use rhyme scheme so my words would lurk. It's more emotion based, than anything else. Not usually about people, but more myself.
River flows by Like years of my life A school of faith Where someone showed me why The words flow like water Water of forgiveness Flowing faster and faster When the mind's just a mess
To the lakes, Oceans, Waterfalls, Oceans you fill with purity The fish and sea creatures swim You give us all you can give To the waves that move on your surface Down riverbanks you flow
I want to feel the ocean breeze, I want to feel the light of the moon As we lie together on the sand, I want to hear nature's melodious tune.
Above the river's bank rising slowly in the sky, casting a reflection upon the water. Saving the world from total darkness the moon finds its place among the stars
We walked by night, dropped our troubles As though the water we tried to avoid cleansed us, But it didn't, did it? We walked on in conversation or in silence, And either way I felt privileged to be by your side.
It seems There runs a river, fierce and strong, Between your outlook on life and mine. While clear to me the "i" in failure, The warmth in Hell's destructive flames, The delight in want for a slower revolution;
The trees, hid her from everyone around The water, flowed beneath her tiny feet For nothing more beautiful could astound Like the pleasant river beyond the street,
The river washes everything away All the evidence The remembrance Of things that happened in the past It doesn't worry about the mass Amount of people That it erases
Come down to the river Come watch with me See the ripples and the flow Of the water as it goes As what goes? Your mind Set it free. Find peace Peace where? Out there, on the rocks;
On the dark cliffs full of shadows The river is rushing, the water crashing Headed towards the inevitable fall
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