Secrets sought
and love lost
are rarely discovered
in fog filtered
reflections from
restless river
surfaces.
Seek out still
waters under
cloudless skies,
where you will
find clear images
to consider
and truer
paths to
pursue.
For The Mag image prompt.
but that is often where we go to find them….i def like to find the water just to hear it roll and in that find my way…clearer skies to you…
I love the way this sounds:
fog filtered
reflections from
restless river
surfaces
Fog filtered…restless river…very nice…
yeah, it would be nice to have a clear image after that!!
under windsor bridge senryu
fog filtered reflections is def wow!
Much wisdom in your melodic words…
A WOW poem!!!
dregs
I love your take!
clear images
to consider
and truer
paths to
pursue.
…I like that!
A beautiful poem…
I like the flow of this very much.
=)
Enjoyed reading this… very lyrical 🙂
Your reflections from the river water made my day, Mark. I love the title and I have to say I have a passion for rivers. Thanks for sharing this. =D
Ah it only one could stumble upon those truer paths so much sooner than not! Excellent write!
great alliteration here.
A poem deeper than the waters of the river, beautifully worded and constructed. Sounds like a song.
Some people prefer searching in darkness for they are afraid of the Truth or… blind.