M. L. Kiser Poet Nonet

River Sages

Roaming rivers twist and turn for miles;
They are never bored but, anxious,
As they collect their treasures.
The rivers grow wise and
Become old sages, 
Full of knowledge.
If only,
They could
Talk.

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Caren Krutsinger October 14, 2018 at 4:10 PM if they could talk, the one by us would be screaming because it is at flood stage. Nicely done, my friend. M. L. Kiser October 15, 2018 at 10:00 AM Oh my, I hope your house is safe. Good luck with that river water and thanks.

Matthew Anish October 13, 2018 at 8:53 PM If rivers could talk they would tell us a lot! Nice poem! Peace & Love Matthew Anish M. L. Kiser October 14, 2018 at 11:55 AM Much appreciated, Matthew.

Line Gauthier October 13, 2018 at 5:24 PM Lovely, ML. A wonderful read. M. L. Kiser October 14, 2018 at 11:55 AM Thank you again, Line.

Vijay Pandit October 13, 2018 at 3:56 PM They talk in ebbs and flows..giggling on twists and turns..floating in your words. M. L. Kiser October 14, 2018 at 11:56 AM Ooh, I love that; good imagery for a poem; thanks.

Heidi Sands October 13, 2018 at 2:48 PM This is great. It makes me think of being at the river nearby too. Well written :) M. L. Kiser October 14, 2018 at 11:57 AM Thanks again, Heidi; I love the waterways; their music is so soothing.