Tributaries Poems - Poems about Tributaries

Death Bids Me Welcome

...Death bids me welcome
Into his tended garden
Where quiet plots of bramble clots
House names now long forgotten.

Engravings faded, darkened serifs 
Tower over brighter plaques 
Sooted over gen...

Little Wonders

...

“as we passed her she did wilt

which caused in us sense of guilt

since our stance perhaps did cause

to put her heart’s joy on pause

 

though we’re gentle, not hostile
...

Spoken Tide

...Verbal 
irrigation
streams
that rush and flow
Tributaries
far and wide
messages
in tow

Watering
the wasteland
Arid lulls 
retreat
Freeing what
the silence hides
and reticence 
— defe...

The Letter to the Acolyte in Poetry Month

...(A lone voice writes)

Some whisper and will
In secret occult circles 

About these sad days of 2025

That Humanity will fall into unruly petulant desire

Consumed and devoured by a blazing ...

Who's your hidden or known muse?

...
(A lone voice whispers)



Dare you name them, or are they just fleeting memories or impressions?



For muses come in many forms, and this relates to all those emotional tributaries.


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Snow Melt - Sustaining A Dream

...
Sweeping into the lowlands
The river ran effortlessly 
As the snow melted away
Running in a rage of glory
A quest set forth
To feed the valley of life sustained

From the cold despair 
Each...

Vaporizing Whispers

...I'm torn in poetry ~ 
like a fractured syllable 
scattered across 
altars of glistening gold, 
mirroring the maskless faces 
of those, who once 
sold their sanctity for sins. 
Perhaps, the...

The Winter's Lullaby Lyrics

...Choking noble light held by the hands of Fate                              
As deceived Persephone enters Hade’s gate                               
The burning suns falling through the universe.  ...

She is a River

...“Women can change better’n a man,” Ma said soothingly. “Woman got all her life in her arms. Man got it all in his head.”
“Man, he lives in jerks-baby born an’ a man dies, an’ that’s a jerk-gets a fa...

Viking Warrior of Woodland

...
When the sun hangs low
by scarlet-threaded silk, 
you'll find my soul
waltzing in the womb of woodland
like a viking warrior, 
where I'm rooted ~ 
beyond decaying diamonds, 
as life unfo...

A River Runs Through Us

...Like a river that carves its way,  
The language flows; learning starts each day.  
Babbles of sound, first words take flight,  
A gurgling stream, bathed in morning's light.
 
Sentences grow as...

Kayaking Down the River of Lies

...I eased our kayak into the river of lies.
There was me, Dave and Jim, experienced guys.
The current grew stronger, Jim said he would quit,
He said it felt wrong, the scene didn't fit.

Dave urge...

Aftermath of Flood

...
Damaging winds whip and slash, whirling wild, drenching rain,
Roads decimated come to standstill, as gushing floods reign,
Inundating swollen terrains, roiling deluge of a tenebrous day,
As tree...

Confluence

..."Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses"
- Confucius

With the flowing stream of my being, tributaries join
Chrystal clear or coal like black, I embrace them all gladly.
Each atom of my existe...

Confluence

...
Title 3/ Confluence Quote:  Forget injuries, never forget kindnesses. Confucius

In the poetic story of my life, 
I hesitate and ponder 'don't be so obvious,'
but whatever I am thinking...

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