Poems About: RIVER

What was he doing, the great god Pan,
Down in the reeds by the river?
Spreading ruin and scattering ban,
Splashing and paddling with hoofs of a goat, read more »

I Rushed Into The River’s Arms
It Carried Me Away
Within Its Strong, Swift Current
Amid Foam and Sunlit Spray read more »

it is not the rage of this river.
when i was a child, as mother says,
i keep my finger inside my mouth
sucked by my throat, to keep hunger away read more »

on the river
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the old wooden steps read more »

I launched myself on the river me
Way back when I was two or three
I sailed out through the wall of snow
Beneath the bridge where all kids go read more »

At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River.
It raises its hand.
It asks if metaphor should burn.
He says fire is the basis for all forms of the mouth. read more »

Lift me up,
Take me down
From my rack.
Suspended on meat hooks read more »

At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River.
It raises its hand.
It asks if metaphor should burn.
He says fire is the basis for all forms of the mouth. read more »

The original singer is Mark Bernes
The most popular is Lyudmila Zykina

1. And from afar longly
There flows the river Volga, read more »

A boy walked over a bridge, and looked at the beautiful river below,
The river that he wanted so.
But that river, he knew,
Had a current so swift read more »

If life’s a river
Flowing on a course
Long proven to be the best way
To reach the sea, then flow on read more »

There runs the river ~ running through,
with shades of brown and muddied hue,
old as old ~ and bending long ~
beguiled by Nature's sweetened song. read more »