2013 A Flowing River Poem by * Sunprincess *
2013 A Flowing River
The year 2013 was a flowing river of time
it flowed swiftly
sometimes over beds of rocks
sometimes over pebbles
it caressed the embankment
and kept on flowing
occasionally
it was a smooth flowing river
and other times it was very tumultuous
still it kept on flowing and flowing
and flowing
then all of a sudden
it cascaded down
into a beautiful waterfall
to fill the natural pool below
and became the year 2014
enjoying this beautiful pool of time
enchanting unicorns run and play
with the fairies who come to dance
in the warm sunshine
wonderfull creativity, , , really liked the way, , you wrote these lines then all of a sudden it cascaded down into a beautiful waterfall and filled the natural pool below it doesnot matter if the year 2013 was good or bad for us, , , we would definetly miss it, ,
A great expression of how the year went, seeing it as a flowing river, and now the river has become something else a new year. May you have good fortune in your river.
excellent...the lines were dancing in front of my eyes and i was clearly visualizing the waterfall that you have described in a very smooth way......a good write
it reminds me of the similarities between time and tide they wait 4 none neither you can make them stop but if u try to run with time its enjoying nice loved reading
I saw the dates of composition the second time I read this poem. It enhanced my enjoyment to realize it was written on New Year's Eve and posted on New Year's Day. What struck me by the time I reached the middle was the quietude of the poem - this is not a poem celebrating the end/the beginning with a wild party, or even a large group of people. It emphasizes the steady flow of time over a year when even obstacles and irregularities can be overcome by (yes) the quiet water. I liked the turning point of the waterfall marking the new year. The celebrants of 2014 - the unicorns and fairies - seem more like guardians - there will always be the need for guardians! The year is quietly unfolding.
When an year is passing an age is going to be high in one's life period and such period dwindles from the total figure. The poet says that the year has gone just like a flowing of river and imagination is supported in beautiful poem and likes very much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Beautiful Rachel, full of wonderful imagination. Very well done.