Poetry

Sunday, 31 March 2019

Barges on the Danube River


Barges on the river
Rolling slow
Like trains on their rails
On the rivers flow
Sun over bridges
Cars toe to toe
The sunlight shimmers
And I too must go

Perhaps I’m just a reflection
Fleeting as a ripple
Seen in the morning
A little tipple
A dibble dabble
Where the sunlight dapples
On the river out of Eden
Where Adam took a bite from the apple
I’m just a reflection of his former self
And Eve is no different she’s no evil elf
Its just that we tasted of the tree
Of Forbidden Knowledge
And found it impossible to hide ourselves

There should be no fig leaves
Nor need for this shame
Call a rose anything you like
We all recognize its name
And if it smells like love
It probably isn’t
Because the most beautiful flowers
Rot the fastest in the end

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