River's Edge

Fallen to the river
and the river's edge,
swayed, half-overturned,
your embattled leaves swirl
like wounded crafts, caught
between sudden gusts of wind
and the current's wash.

There on the waters, sunlight
casts the gnarled meridian
of your empty branches.


  1. Such beautiful imagery, I can almost see the River's Edge from my desk. Only wish I could teleport from one to the other.

  2. Anonymous8:30:00 PM

    Very vivid and beautiful. I enjoyed reading this. - pinkyandrexa (from twitter) aka Sara L. Russell.

  3. My favourite. This line stopped me. Beautiful.

    "your embattled leaves swirl
    like wounded crafts, caught"


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