The water fall

Rippled waters
skipping stones

Skip a stone
the rivers moan

Drip drip
the waters below

Waters fall
the foam soaks the rocks below

Rivers deep
waters flow

Drip drip
the water slips
down
down
the rivers path

Tears of glowing mist
leaving lands dripping wet

About Amanda Shelton

I write, and I do digital art. My life is never too boring, I think too much for my life to be nothing but interesting. I always put myself into my writing, so if you want to know how I think then just read my poetry, and short stories. Also I am brutally honest, and I love everyone unconditionally. No one is a stranger to me, I will treat you like I treat everyone else, like family.
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4 Responses to The water fall

  1. I did not know that ha poets do think alike. πŸ™‚

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  2. I just wrote a song titled “Water Fell” that has the same tone I see in your poem!

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