Poetry of a Conlanger

Monday, February 13, 2006

Summer (2/3/06)

The bank of the river of emotion
Is beautiful.
Friendly noon sun warming
Pale stones under my bare feet,
With yellow birches and
Dark evergreens whispering
While the river murmurs a song.

I want to jump in;
See how deep my river is,
Then let the current carry me
Until we meet as tributaries
And blend together.


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