Yosemite Falls

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In summer she thunders majestically

her splendor spewing power soaked

sound waves of security cross the valley

and trails where tourists are cloaked

in her confident comforting mist.

In winter she quick silently retreats

to the mountaintop peaks of surrealist

chill hibernation eerily replete

with mankindness's self-interested

profit motive doused in froze song.

In spring dogwood bloom crested

redwoods and Rockies coax along

her re-emergence. She windchimes

her essence, then winds up her chords

karaoked according to times.

There was one spring when the lords

or ladies or deities or whatever

hushed her for a moment

in favor of the wailing fresh quiver

of fresh breath born to foment.

In summer she thunders majestically
her splendor spewing power soaked
sound waves of security cross the valley
and trails where tourists are cloaked
in  her confident comforting mist.

In winter she quick silently retreats
to the mountaintop peaks of surrealist
chill hibernation eerily replete
with mankindness's self-interested
profit motive doused in froze song.

In spring dogwood bloom crested
redwoods and Rockies coax along
her re-emergence.  She windchimes
her essence, then winds up her chords
karaoked according to times.

There was one spring when the lords
or ladies or deities or whatever
hushed her for a moment
in favor of the wailing fresh quiver
of sprite breath born to foment.

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Nancy Jones
9/26/11 (which happens to be my father's 80th birthday)
Flowing water

*I was born in the spring a few hundred yards (meters) from Yosemite Falls many moons ago
*Rhyme scheme is ababc dcdef efghg hijij

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