Poetry

Saturday, 4 November 2023

river of songs

 Rivers and streams

I came down from the mountain

into the stream

I was in the follow through

But it rushed as it gleamed

Like golden glitter

Like in a dream

I didn't know I was in the river

But it was only your jet stream


It took me up through the valley

Down the fettered rhines

I nearly felt better

As I saw the green hills

I didn't know where I was going

Only where I'd been

Well I thought it was a river

But it was only your jet stream


I socked a punch at the moon

And knocked out the sun

It fell like a balloon

Down on everyone

Soon we were covered

But the river it flowed on

Well I called it a river

But it was a sea of song


No comments:

Post a Comment