Poems About: RIVER
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85.For Three Whose Reflex was Yes
Nobody I know is a god. A mother and son
fall into the river's million hands, the river's
smash and grab. They go under, climb the ropeless
water up, wave, open their mouths and scream read more »Bob Hicok
Rivers are like the veins in a body.
They carry the blood of a nation.
Rivers are rich during monsoons
They are poor in summer. read more »KEERTHANA DINESH 1998
87.Well and river, inequitable.
A bath in a river is soothing to your skin.
But the river cannot replace the well.
From well water, you sooth your throat.
So the well has no reason to fear the river. read more »Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
88.Which River Do I Take
Less than a mile away the Cahaba river bed does lay
To it's east the mighty Coosa river holds sway
To the west the great Black Warrior river
releases it's waters through it's gates read more »Midnights Voice
In the river
You flow into him
The beautiful moonlight, read more »Po Po Pisces
90.The River That Murmurs
I will ask the river, that flows serene
I will speak to the sky
I will ask the river that murmurs read more »Rani Turton
91.Roll down, Long River (song)
Roll down, Long, Long River to the sea,
Call me, Long, Long River where I should be.
Sing me a lullaby
How to live and die. read more »Galina Struchalina
92.Still Standing On You Feet?
When first I came to Jesus
The river was ankle deep
It cooled me in the day time
Yet still I was upon my feet read more »Frank McEleny
93.Our Magical River
At the break of dawn we took a stroll
along the river of tears
It was a wild river, with a glittering current
To take away your fears read more »Dianna Nally
Down through bare fields and by many a hedgerow the streams from the high country flow
Down to join and swell the big river that into a huge water-way grow
On it's long journey to the ocean it babbles along night and day
From it's birth-place in the high valley saltwater seems quite a long way, read more »Francis Duggan
You went away without glance
You went away uttering no word
Shall we meet again or it was last? read more »BONGOKOBIDA ZAKARIA
96.Back up the Hill
As I walked down to the river today
I met a man with no legs in a chair
we spoke about life and he stood tall in a way
as I walked down to the river read more »Charles M. Moore