My new poem, Essence, part of the new collection of poems that I am working on.
The
flowing river does what it does best
Flows
Over
rocks and stones
Rushes
and roars
Over
waterfalls on its way to the sea
Sprays
A
delicate rainbow mist
Gem-like
droplets hanging in the air
Iridescent
Like sparkling
confetti tossed skyward by a child
Hovers
then descends
Wanders
Through
this ancient city
Weaves
Past
buildings it once knew as something else
Factories
and watermills
Provides
A
peopled river town
History
that came to pass and went
Disappears
Flowing
onward toward oblivion
Flowing river
Until
the day it does and is
No
longer………..
copyright 2014
Paula M De Angelis
