Lycia Harding Poet Rhyme

River Wild

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She rages! Child of Rain and Stone...
  
Stone, easing not the falls she takes,
takes leave, that he might weep alone.

Alone, he grieves until she wakes.

Wakes held to mourn what Rain he'd known,
known too, will push the River so,

so, tiring of the moss he's grown,
grown wild, she'll rise and let him go....


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=RIVER=

Lycia Harding
POEMS THAT DID NOT PLACE AND MORE Contest
09/05/2015

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Sara Kendrick September 19, 2015 at 8:50 AM Awesome work !! No wonder it is in the winners’ list. Congrats..Sara Lycia Harding September 26, 2015 at 4:11 AM Thank you, Sara! xoxo

Skat A September 14, 2015 at 1:32 PM Lycia, congrats on placing in Nette's awesome contest. SKAT Lycia Harding September 14, 2015 at 10:18 PM Thank you, SKAT!

Nette Onclaud September 14, 2015 at 5:00 AM superb work, lycia... cold, hurt-- slivers of images on touch..thank you for joining my contest and sweet congrats! Lycia Harding September 14, 2015 at 9:34 PM Thank you, Nette. If you'll notice, I used your 'Four Lines' format. I really like it, it's really challenging and the result is always very impactful. You've got to come up with a name for it!

Dr. Upma A. Sharma September 14, 2015 at 4:03 AM Congrats on ur superb winning write Lycia! Lycia Harding September 14, 2015 at 10:18 PM Thank you, Dr Sharma!

Kp Nunez September 11, 2015 at 1:07 PM Lovely...not just rhyme, but you also used last word/first word scheme...very nice Lycia. Good luck! hugs! Lycia Harding September 11, 2015 at 4:52 PM Thank you, Kim. I revised it a little. I think it flows better now...

Eric Boddie September 8, 2015 at 5:29 PM the river of you....is what I try to sink into....with each read that I find....I am so captivated by your mind....;) Lycia Harding September 9, 2015 at 1:57 PM If I'm the river, you're the stone /==/ and though we flow here perfectly /==/ Stone sleeps in Rivers bed alone /==/ but helps her rock her poetry