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A River Cruise

22/10/202301/10/2023 C and K WordsLeave a comment

A buzz from a bee;
the warmth of an early autumn day.

Lapping water;
the boat moves to the river’s tempo.

Sloped vineyards;
watching the way they line the mountain.

Wishing for frost;
a longing for iced wine, cheese, and you.

Posted in Poetry, TravelTagged poem, poetry, rhine, river, vineyards

Tadpoles

18/08/202317/08/2023 C and K WordsLeave a comment

Watching the water
Cool crystal clear water flows
towards downriver
Cupping your hands around them
Watching the Tadpoles dancing

Posted in PoetryTagged poem, poetry, river, Tadpoles, tanka

Wistful Thorns

27/07/202325/07/2023 C and K WordsLeave a comment

Sunlight dancing on the river
What mattered once has gone

Your face comes to me often
No tears for the loss of love

With you on a delightful journey
Alone, the struggle is exhausting

Sliding calmly into the river
Whatever mattered, I don’t care

Posted in love, PoetryTagged journey, poem, poetry, river, wistful
08/06/2023 C and K WordsLeave a comment

A Vision

A terrible heat
the desert covers our land
longing for raindrops
A vision of the sea comes
the feeling of a river

Posted in Poetry, sea, TankaTagged poetry, river, sea, tanka, vision

River Art

05/11/202201/11/2022 C and K WordsLeave a comment

A tree song
sung in the key of winter,
yet there is a melody here.

Her river art
is painted with romanticism,
yet her art is unclassified.

I stand still,
full of longing and sorrow,
yet she cheers me along.

Image by Tim Kahane
Posted in art, Nature Thoughts, Poetry, trees, winterTagged art, poem, poetry, river, tree

Haiku: The River

03/05/202214/03/2022 C and K WordsLeave a comment

You run to the creek,
watching the gushing river
from torrential rain.

Posted in Haiku, PoetryTagged haiku, poem, poet, poetry, river

Girl and River

23/02/201915/02/2022 C and K Words1 Comment

She sits by the water.
The river moves by as fish take a peek now and then.
“Do they know my broken heart?” she wonders as nature’s carpet touches her feet.
A clumsy fish wiggles toward her then retreats.
A teardrop falls into the river.
The fish swims away.

Posted in Nature Thoughts, Poetry, Very Short StoryTagged fish, girl, river, short story, teardrop, vss
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