The Waterfall

The Waterfall

     From whispering voids in darkened caverns made,
     A million shining spirits and a million more
     Dancing phantoms in playful flow cascade
     In sparkling chaos to the valley floor.
     With singing voice in reckless rapture call
     A choir of tumbling laughing sprites
     Plunge in splendid anarchy to their rocky pool,
     And, in loud chorus of delight
     Invite us to their tempting waters deep.
     Siren voices in the dampened air,
         “Ride the white road with us,
          Join us - if you dare.”

     Barry Stebbings
     26/03/2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Rycroft Avatar
April 3, 2016 at 10:20 AM
Thought I had joined you there xx
Stebbings Avatar
April 3, 2016 at 1:24 PM
Thanks Wendy
Bickerstaffe Avatar
March 28, 2016 at 4:04 PM
Neatly rhymed with superb phrasing and fabulous imagery. I love your culminating two lines. Well done Barry! Best wishes, Keith
Stebbings Avatar
March 28, 2016 at 4:15 PM
Thank you Keith.
Fleming Avatar
March 26, 2016 at 9:48 AM
Nicely done, Barry. Certainly does convey the sensation of being drawn into a mysterious underground world. Enjoyed it! My best regards. :) john
Stebbings Avatar
March 26, 2016 at 10:06 AM
Thank you, John, pleased you enjoyed it. Barry
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