Poems About: RIVER

In this page, poems on / about “river” are listed.

  • 229.
    River

    They say the River rages
    like the finger turns pages
    some may find that the
    babbling brooks babble on like read more »

    Gregory Pickett
  • 230.
    Travel Haiku - May Colorado River

    May Colorado River
    our hearty admirations and
    the rushes of the white water read more »

    john tiong chunghoo
  • 231.
    Thanksgiving Day

    Over the river and through the wood,
    To grandfather's house we go;
    The horse knows the way read more »

    Lydia Maria Francis Child
  • 232.
    The River Flows

    The river flows and moss grows
    And I dangle my feet in the water
    The water is cold, but so is my heart
    As I sit and just watch time goes by read more »

    jJO CAREY
  • 233.
    The Rill From The Foot Of The Mountain

    The rill from the foot of the mountain that joins the river to the sea
    It has babbled on downhill forever by hedgerows in the high
    Country
    It has witnessed the birth and death of millions of Seasons even before the first Human was born read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 234.
    The River That Flows On and On

    In the mist of darkness,
    Lies Deep Dark Woods,
    Where the river of hatred flows on and on,
    The river is dark, it is black read more »

    Meriam Joseph
  • 235.
    The Tiber River

    The traffic ran one way
    Down the old main drag
    As I stood on the bridge of the Tiber River
    The traffic ran one way read more »

    Patrick O'Reilly
  • 236.
    Life

    Life is like a river, it flows on,
    Halting at precious moments, it goes on.
    Meandering from beginning to end,
    And here and there you see a bend. read more »

    Bhavika Sicka
  • 237.
    The Hopkins River

    Centuries before the black people to this Land came
    An unknown Country that did not have a name
    The river now known as the Hopkins through the scrublands did flow
    And that is going back many centuries ago. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 238.
    Vistula

    A cascade of ices, cold fury
    gargling down the Beskids
    waiting basket of Baltic,
    great span of your lakes read more »

    John a'Beckett
  • 239.
    Youth's nightmare

    Sweet surrender on the river side
    In the morning to the shadow of moon dust
    Near and far misses the Dog Star
    That used to collect the youth here and there read more »

    Jordan Legaspi
  • 240.
    The River That Never Runs Dry

    The River That Never Runs Dry

    You are the river that never runs dry, my friend
    I'll go where your river flows read more »

    Meggie Gultiano
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