Up The River Poems - Poems about Up The River

The poet hears the river’s cry In the flow of waters going by Ebb and flow, calm and storm The poet finds the river’s form In verse – in words that soothe and lift The river’s wound the water shifts...Read the rest...

I learned to love the river waves lapping ‘neath our boat Glint of sun set the scene a-sparkle as over the waters we’d float ...Read the rest...

Icicle candles sinuous laser lances chromatic gouges ...Read the rest...

All morning the river wore a thick fog along its length, until a great looming shape emerged, tall, gliding almost soundlessly towards me, becoming the bow of a ship parting the fog, escorted by two tug boats churning the...Read the rest...

Luminous miscellaneous adorn my crown, Frills and strawberries, Thorny circlet dusted with a light layer of twinkle, As my eyes hysteric with confusion muse on this loss. I gather the lumps of loaf crossing the border of...Read the rest...

Beneath the Wolf’s breath, rocks cradle my resting form. Wild rice sways, whispers— nature's soft secrets unfurl, beauty bathed in dawn's light. Note: Wild rice growing at mouth of Wolf River in Wisconsin on Menominee Indian Reservation....Read the rest...

Two streams that converge And flow inextricably Are like two lovers Meandering about who meet - Not knowing anything of what They were missing before But now having full sight ...Read the rest...

See upper reaches The rivers look more the same Through course flows to sea....Read the rest...

Victoria Falls The natural paradise Very impressive...Read the rest...

River gently flow Soothing soul and calming heart Serenity found ...Read the rest...

After the floods have washed away life hopes and dreams gone with each wave sitting now by a once-small creek, rife with catfish we never thought to save which, though river, now also a grave How can life itself be...Read the rest...

Through a break in the trees Flows a tawny river Sanding the rock endlessly As a peerless carver. The jungle is not seen In the murky water's face. The skies do not...Read the rest...

amazing white kiss the sky and river meeting a light turquoise shade...Read the rest...

Take a battering ram to the other side The recoil will do me harm A knife and spoon will suffice Break the gates violently with arms It will seal itself again and entice It will swallow my body with charms It...Read the rest...

We’d go exploring along the river and through the woods, We’d run, and we’d whoop, then go silently to try and see a rabbit if we could. We’d push through all the briar and the bramble, Then chase...Read the rest...