River Sonnet, Number One

River Sonnet, Number One When river cuts its first great course Carved into racing curves, solid stone. Too late, for the much needed divorce Great power over vast time was shown. Where rushing waters now swiftly flow Life swelling in its tumbling currents. Hungry ocean awaits its endless goal Always thirsting for rain fed torrents. Whether sandy beaches or rocky shores Wildlife seek its many fertile bays. Man looks on and in great awe adores Its wild and many snake dancing ways. Racing into gasping oceans and seas. So often refusing dry desert pleas. Robert J. Lindley, 06-27-2015 Note: River Sonnet Number Two, fragment started, Against a sad life's extra heavy toll rivers can soothe man's aching soul. We love the crashing way they roll splashing fish- cereal in their bowl.