Below is the poem entitled River which was written by poet
Mosley. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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I stood on the river hoping that
you would come to my arms.
Still remembering all of your love,
and your heart stopping charms.
I stood on the river as around my
feet the small carps would play.
I told you I'll wait so from spring
through fall, winter and summer
I watched the trees grow old and
heard the deaths of birds who
As my skin burn from the sun and
as it would later through the cold
I prayed every night while the
moon in the sky would pass.
I cried every day for I knew each
may be my last.
I stood on the river as the bear
made his charge.
And bleed in the river as the scars
he made grew large.
I tasted the river, the cool sorrow
knowing you I will not see.
My tears laid within the river
slowly moving away from a love
never to be.
I never did send out moans or yell
while in constant pain.
Just what I always did, just called
out your sweet name.
I was dying in the river but my
soul fought to stand guard.
But it could not go against man's
designed no matter how hard.
As my eyes slowly close for what I
knew was my farewell.
I saw you coming as my name you
continued to yell.
I cursed this river knowing from
me it was all taken.
And forcing me into a slumber
never from which to awaken.
My eyes opened to see you lying
with your beautiful eyes close.
I cried so hard when I realized
that we exchanged are souls.
You said a few words, but I was
deaf to all talk.
Then you gave your life so I may
away from this river one day walk.
But I have no where to go since
the one I waited for is right here.
And as I turn the world is so foggy
and this river remained clear.
So this river I'll sit and make it
rise as I cry.
And give a last smile when in this
river I die.