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will these feelings linger?
by Carissa DeweyHere I am
walking with this river
as nature sleeps
in this mid-afternoon storm,
these snowflakes
without voice
quiet, still.
I walk the border of the river
whos movement
can not be ignored,
the sound vibrating off each
sinking snowflake.
I feel the rivers course and
all of its changing
shoreline:
a rock high
a wall, decorated with
small icicles, begging to
reclaim the water
below.
some knowing creature's
moments old paw prints,
writing some foreign
language soon to be lost
in this snow.
a walk bridge
ahead, offering a
different point of view.
and as I speed up my pace
swallowing these small
instances, I dont feel so
alone.
I am of this river, a course it
surely is unaware of
and of these ever changing
moments.
02/22/2008 Posted on 02/22/2008
Copyright © 2025 Carissa Dewey
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/23/08 at 05:23 AM Sounds like you had a nice time. Really enjoyed going on this thing with you. |
| Posted by Jo Halliday on 07/18/09 at 03:29 AM Written beautifully, it inspires me to take a walk, to write, to boil some tea at four in the afternoon and then go out among the rising fireflies with setting dusk. Thank you. |
| Posted by William Brunk on 11/03/09 at 07:24 PM placed in this moment so easily, so comfortably.
i liked. |
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