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Oct 25, 2024
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Two Rivers
Two rivers descend from their mountain source
Over the edge, barefoot towards their destinies
One finds open horizons, free flowing courses
The other, hidden beauty, silent testimony
Two rivers race towards the shoreless ocean
Boulders to pebbles, meandering their flow
One becomes a city slicker in slow motion
The other, to an ancient oasis it shall go
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Candlewitch
8 months 3 weeks ago
Dear Yacubi,
This is a beautiful poem. It could be a metaphor with hidden layers! It could be for two siblings.
*hugs, Cat
Yacubi
8 months 3 weeks ago
Thank you
Thanks Cat. I'm glad you like the 'hidden layers'. :-)
Rula
8 months 3 weeks ago
Yacubi
I totally agree with Candle. My thought is that metaphor for something hidden.
What ever it implies, the imagery is first class and flows as cool as river would.
Bravo!
Yacubi
8 months 3 weeks ago
Thanks Rula
Wow! Thank you. I appreciate it.
Geezer
8 months 3 weeks ago
As the...
ladies say, this sounds like a tale of siblings, maybe even a set of twins. I like how it details the differences between the two and makes it that much more interesting. The meter is a little ragged but can be fixed easily. ~ Geezer.
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Yacubi
8 months 3 weeks ago
Thanks Geezer
Yes, there is a raggedness of my metre. I think that my rhythm has been out of sync with most of my poetry. It would interesting to see how it is fixed? :-)