Rivulet Poem by Barry Middleton
Rivulet
I claimed a rivulet
it was too small
too meek for fish
it held minnows
a sleepy salamander
and skittish frogs
it meandered
like a child
valley trapped
it flowed timidly
over bright gravel
till rain came
then it roared
like muddy death
swirling
it carried wishes
of infant poetry
and hope
it flowed to a creek
the grown up
waters
it rushed to the river
with a dream
and a prayer
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