Best Waterside Poems

Stopped voice
Filled full of silence
I think about the myths under the iron bridge
Things full of stopped voice
The power of darkness
Myths ceased to be a pre-science
Cross...

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Waters edge
gator lies
raccoon gets
big surprise!

In forest
something hides
bird on branch
with two 
slit eyes...

Unsuspecting
no cry
empty branch
lump inside!

Snake digesting
waterside
hungry croc
snake inside!

Swimming salmon
seeking spawn
searing pain
bears claw!

Plants decay
feeding ground
newborn sprouts
spring...

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I wade the waterside enticing death.
The sea extols the brash to th’ outermost
Abyss. A ‘know it all’, I challenged this 
Watery host.

I capsized in the...

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I sit here by the waterside
Watching the river flow
Dreaming of the day when you were born
To me that day does not seem so long ago...

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Walking along the waterside
One evening of a sunny Sunday
With a basket full of flowers
Into it fell a butterfly!

Fly! Fly! Away 
Butterfly, you...

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JOURNAL VI – Tangled
In Seclusion

Looking through
various American Art
Reviews
I find I’m drawn to
the country rustic
scene –
A stream, or lake,
uncluttered
A thatched hut or
neat, plain farm
house (oh not
...

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Wheeled myself this morning
 To the waterside, flawlessly mirroring
 Bright white, blue coloured early sky
 Daisies strewn around like smithereens
 Hip hopping bird, questioningly
 Asking...

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waterside vigil
buffalo nears water hole
lions crouch low nearby

three-pronged ambuscade
buffalo calf culled from herd
swift pincer attack

quarried prey springs forth
stressed calf serpentines about
lead lion cuts angle

driven toward...

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Across busy Arabian Sea,
Before the lands of sun flower skin,
There she is, land of kohinoor washing her feet;
Where three sisters of sea joining their hands
Where...

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Long the road that lies ahead

Three mice with a block of cheese and a thick slice of bread
To travel in green pastures and meet lots...

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By Cherbo Geeplay

It rains so much in Monrovia that a
day is like the bloated dough on a 
grey earthly May, washing over October. 
My love,...

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I love farmland in spring 
and new beginnings 
and winning in extra innings. 
I love a fat lady singing;
barbecues, chilling, grilling; 
no curfews, imported brews;
a...

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So the time
just like a river
lowers each waterside
from a higher
to a small one
or from colorful
to horizon.
Yes.
So the time.

The children,
each fall
the yellow leaves
they gather.

"The Man Who…"...

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Upon a bridge within a scene, I breathed so many shades of green
I listened to a chuckling stream, and lingered while I heard it dream
Of...

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ARCTIC SUMMER LOVERS

Waterside 
White nights summer tryst
sweet grass smiles...

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