William Fenton


The River - Poem by William Fenton

A river flows uncharted without care
A single stream reflects the lustrous moon
For such a lovely creek, it's just not fair
For me to understand, this is too soon

As it descends, it grows in strength and size
The flowing rapids put an end to all
All that attempted ended in demise
To think this monstrous beast began so small

Again it is a gently flowing stream
It bothers no one, still a single creek
All life within the river seems to teem
The river flows so smooth as to seem meek

It was gone as though it was never there
That river flowed uncharted without care


Comments about The River by William Fenton

  • Rookie - 26 Points Joseph Poewhit (2/9/2009 8:06:00 PM)

    Sort of captures the spectrum of life the stream. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, February 9, 2009



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