Poetry of a Conlanger

Friday, February 03, 2006


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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