Short Creek Bed Poems

sitting along the creek bed
bare footed with feet dangling in the
cool water rippling over them....

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Water that is clear, cool
Bouncing over rocky creek bed
Flowing through rocky cleft
Looks like Palomino's tail
One that is being swished
Blown in a gentle breeze
On a spring morn when all is new...

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Rambunctiously I go
Rambling in the dark woods
Randomly following
Range trails made by racoons
Raptly I watch among
Ramps, next to the creek bed
Rationalism leaves

ramps-noun-a wild plant much like spring onions with a garlicy taste...

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Wading in waters
Tainted as Mexico's Gulf
Yet creek bed shallow

Flaling in waters
Murky as an old river
Qualms rising chest high

Drowning in waters
Falling like Niagara
Adriatic deep

Drifting on waters
From a self-inflicted wound
Atop bundled sticks

Crossing the waters
With ripples of her blue funk
On the horizon...

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with reverence the willow tree bowed to today’s sun goddess
the sun was brighter and lighter than ever before
nature's golden wheat field was surprised, this was a new twist.
the tree had never genuflected before this morn.

the pink sky reflected herself nicely in the dried creek bed.
giving him a bit of hope for a kind of revival or rejuvenation.
this is a glorious beginning a frog told his wife.
beginning of what? the beginning of the rest of our lives....

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The melt trickles off to the creek bed
pure white has up and disappeared
green grasses grow into the forefront
leading to where tenderness' been bared

Hot flames flicker with the innocence
covers uncovered in a big ball of trust
red lips painted in sweet cherry wine
hearts are left lying without wanderlust

Into the spring we stretch out our reach
blooming alongside all nature's glory
revealing our skin, soaking in sunshine
writing new chapters in life's love story...

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