It thunders through like a rampaging doom,
water cracked the stone, and carved out this chute,
the locals around here call it the Flume,
white water churning through a confined route.
Roiling, throwing mist onto the rocks,
always wet and sporting a sheen of green,
so loud is the torrent it’s hard to talk
over the noise as the water careens.
Empties out into four small waterfalls,
which widen into a wading-deep pool,
folks splash around, and the kids short and tall
dunk heads in the cascades, thinking it’s cool.
But never dare try riding the cataract,
even dumb kids know they will not come back.
The sun bursts through a weeping cloud, feel soft warm rain.
Through buttercups and daffodils, he calls my name.
As ripples dance across the stream, I hear his call.
He takes my hand and leads me to the waterfall.
We climb high above the rainbow, breathe freshly scented air.
Hear gentle whispers in the breeze, beyond compare.
Climbing high we see for miles, we're both enthralled.
At the thunder and the power of the waterfall.
Hand in hand we walk away, and both look back.
I know one day we will return, re-trace our tracks.
Memories of magic times, we shall recall.
And wonder at the beauty of the waterfall.
In the morning haze our arms gently entwined
Magical images dance inside my mind
Reminiscing on our perfect escape,
I slowly open my eyes and try to stay awake.
Still slumbering in this tranquil calm,
I realise it’s time to switch off my alarm.
I’m dreamily laying close to you,
And I know someday our dreams will come true.
A stream, searching its limits, laps the bank.
Water falls gently over a small dam.
Fish nip at flotsam in usual prank,
And find protein at weight less than a gram.
All's well and calm in this country setting
A whiff of wind shuffles a nearby tree,
Yet the shallow banks soon will be letting
Gallons of overflow to be set free.
Soft water's whispers now shriek in a scream.
A precipice grips the liquid off-guard.
It spills its mass in a powerful stream
Down to twirling whirlpool's cold disregard.
whitewater appeared
a rumbling roar filled the air
the waterfall’s near
A small rock detached itself from a distant planet,
And through a NEBULA of pure darkness
Burned its way across the blackness of outer space
Rushed its way to far off Earth by passing its LUNAR orbit.
It left behind MYRIAD sparks all glistening, until
It hit a river on Earth and furrowed a subsidiary way
Till it reached a cliff and fell down in a CASCADE
Creating a deep pond and then a SERPENTINE river flowed on.
Through flowing streams of silver light,
Soft winds blew a PHOSPHEROUS glow,
Producing a LILT of melodies that spread life
Amongst the green ferns. Now two small alligators
SLITHER towards the pond where fish had become plentiful.
Beware. No swimming by request.
Placed 2
dynamic fountain
oozing fom chasms
of static mountain ~
Waterfall, it cleanse,
Healing, life-giving, it quench
Purifies, refresh.
pathway in the woods
sitting on a mountain bench
waterfall watching
Our kitchen counter could be a waterfall
Or so our dog seems to think
As he stares at it while we prepare food
Never ever daring to blink
I think he expects the counter’s edge
To flood the floor, and magically spout
Random food scraps, which are worth
Risk of life and limbs’, ending the drought
percussively
I think my way as rhythm
over cloud peaked tops
mountain points like metered dots
and on them stand and pluck, oh see
my breath transcends eternity
introspect
I aim my gewgaw outwardly
to a passing world
and yet it seems I’m not as bold
it searches inward with effect
I am my own play’s architect
meditate
a friend who soothes
who heals at home
I play for me and my ear alone
a remedy of beats I incorporate
in my therapeutic style of late
sanctuary
my sound is that
of a honeyed waterfall
hear breath, it’s grace over boulders call
a harmonising of beauty’s key
be vibrant yet my soliloquy
May your life be filled with a myriad of memories
that, like waterfalls, add to its wonder…and its rhyme
and wherever you go may you be blessed to cherish those memories
one waterfall at a time.
Gushing garish grin greets God’s playhouse
Enthusiastic thrust roars cacophony chorus
Onyx walls leer clown mouth, splash pounce
Mountain morose bellows waterfall raucous
Forceful pools swirl, gentle raptor glide
Cyclonic claws tug a dunked daredevil
Pop up toast, poured tea tropical slide
Drop dagger deluge, strange fish swivel
Trapped in green marble pummel frigid
Tap of gurgling bubbles bores odsidian
Eye to eye with cruel cassowary, my inquiry
Why chase your young away, are you afraid?
Aghast grips his cobalt throat, furnace fiery
Answer slips from stone, thrown to cascade
4th July
Forceful Judge
I’m not chasing waterfalls
Though it might seem that I do
Waterfall’s a place to fall
Sunny jets are flowing through
Waterfall’s a place to stay
That relieves of every pain
To get there one summer day
Is like meet the past again
On the mossy stone to lie
Not that I would dream to do
Waterfall’s a place to die
Or at least, it seems like true
But in fact, I cannot get
Waterfalls, they’re fast and deep
Once I reached one, but the jet
Was too strong for me to keep.
Baby, give me a waterfall
overflowing the cliffs of love,
create a river to my heart.
You, the momentum of my heart,
like a galvanic waterfall,
stoking the current's flow of love.
If doctors could cardiograph love,
and chart its flow within my heart,
the graph would show a waterfall~
a waterfall of love into the river of my heart.
Hikers discover
a hidden gem
a small exotic waterfall
flowing over carved aged rock
adventure seekers delight
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