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Wednesday, 13 November 2013

The River Lady


A little distance as far and yet so near 
A little moment no sooner, yet long in waiting 

A little fruit that dangles on the tree 
Ripe and ready, but in paused state so not  yet falling  

The clouds as little though filling the sky grey  
The winds becoming cold in character 

Thunder lauds its voice in the heavens 
Day becoming night in an instant 

Filled with darkness, loosing its light  
Like an eclipse stealing the day  

The doors and windows all shut down  closed 
With extra nails running through to fasten hold

The trees going crazy,  acting all possessed  
Shaking their hair wild and out of control 

All the birds and the mammals in a rush 
Having to find a safe spot to hide 

Except for the one odd thing 
This old lady sat by the river 

This old lady sat by the river 
Would not flinch, blink, budge or scare 

This old lady, the river lady 
This old lady will not blink or be scared 




10 comments:

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  2. You have really set the scene well, Kodjo. So many stormy details, but yet (in contrast) the woman sits by the river totally unafraid.

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  3. strong little lady there...she has the reassurance you know...and she been around long enough to know as well....smiles.

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  4. Such a vibrant vital poem...everything's moving, but not lady,' river lady' ~ love the contrast here.

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  5. Seen plenty of these characters on my travels - they speak of the human spirit itself... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  6. I think this poem has a very deep meaning. The old lady of the river is symbolic of that in us which weathers every storm with solid strength of spirit. Love this poem :)

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  7. i love that resolute, unperturbed spirit.......

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  8. An old woman … a crone has reached an age when there is no fear. I really loved this, the roiling world all about her - and, no fear.

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  9. like the imagery here.. and the strong spirit.

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  10. Sigh, having trouble posting - I so relate to this old river lady - "she knows what she knows"!

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