Monday, December 14, 2015
Thursday, December 10, 2015
Ghost of a River

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Ghost of a River
I was a river once, too.
Now my power has waned.
There are days when I am a ghost,
an empty bed,
dry.
Sometimes I am a trickle
a silver snake
too weak to be counted on.
When rains come,
they pretend to be me.
They roll down my path,
muddy and stupid.
There was a river here once,
but nothing is forever.
2015 November PAD Challenge
River's Love Song

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River's Love Song
I have left you so many times.
Why do we still play this game
Of coming and going?
You say you can change.
You say you have changed for me.
It was over years ago.
I left, I never looked back.
Why do I still see your face
When I open my eyes?
2015 November PAD Challenge
Broken Violin

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Broken Violin
It is tangled in some reed,
silent now,
a piece of wood,
worthless,
even to the most educated ear.
It speaks of the river’s jealous rage
of last night.
She never could handle
competition.
2015 November PAD Challenge
The Violin

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The Violin
I am man made.
Somehow that makes me less than,
at least in his eyes.
My song is sweeter than hers.
I am an artefact,
She is a force.
He should know better.
He is my kind, not hers.
Bridges don’t just sprout
On river banks
Like weed.
2015 November PAD Challenge
Thursday, November 19, 2015
Stranded

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Stranded
If you start with an idea of a river
You will find yourself stranded
in the middle of a field,
your eyes closed,
your ear to the ground.
Maybe she is down there, flowing unseen.
You can believe what you like,
but ideas won’t take you home
when your only means of transport
is that flimsy raft.
2015 November PAD Challenge, Day 18
Wednesday, November 18, 2015
The Haunted Field

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The Haunted Field
They say there is a river
right here.
It flows underground.
It is angry and wild.
Maybe you can hear it
if you lie very still
and close your eyes.
2015 November PAD Challenge, Day 16
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