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The River
By Winterwords
Look...
see the river
it is full
full of all that can`t be said...
It runs red
red as life
that drips from weakened wrists
red as the wound
red as a night
when all was cut up small
- so that only red was left...
Watch...
watch the river swell
as faces wet with tears
that fall into the tide
look up
- with souls bare as a child`s
with hearts torn open, wide
to a colder, stone-wall sky...
Touch...
Feel the life
my heart beats...
shrouded...
in silence...
The river holds my heart...
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© 2007 Winterwords
Comments on "The River"
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On Saturday, October 4, 2008, estherbell
(53)
wrote:
I am drowning in this river.
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On Thursday, September 6, 2007, NikesRain
(1298) wrote:
flowing in minuet soft steps, yet brushed with a demure melancholy that twines about the heart and holds it suspended.... breakingly stunning
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2007, unspeakable truth
(100) wrote:
The words flowed on, my heart sank further...Wonderful write, love it...
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A former member wrote:
reminds me of Rumi~ love the soft reverberations.. .ness
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2007, Narcissa
(404) wrote:
What a bloody vivid poem! sad though. (What a comment! Sorry )
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A former member wrote:
sensational. literally.
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2007, thelostmessenger
(112) wrote:
oh. nice. loved it. *messenger
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2007, Alanarchy
(1200) wrote:
Proverbial. is that a word?
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On Wednesday, September 5, 2007, blue
(1454) wrote:
~b
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