Marlin Nightingale

Rookie - 86 Points (12/11/89 / Oklahoma, United States)

The River Of Life - Poem by Marlin Nightingale

Yes the river, ever rushing,
On it's boundaries always pushing,
Leaping, scrambling, onward surging,
Swiftly moving, onward lurching.

Boulders, stones, it slaps, it pushes,
At some tree roots grabs-then rushes,
Moss and logs to join the fray,
Twisting, twirling on their way.

Calming eddies, raging rapids,
Temper showing; smooth and placid,
Cooling waters, seething spray,
Plumes that sparkle with the day.

Lifting hope to sun-parched land,
Giving beasts the strength to stand,
Giving life where death's firm grip,
Pulls the breath from dying lips.

Comments about The River Of Life by Marlin Nightingale

  • (2/10/2010 4:28:00 PM)

    Well written. It's obvious you are quite talented. (Report) Reply

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  • (2/10/2010 4:27:00 PM)

    Well written. It's obvious you are quite talented. (Report) Reply

  • (2/10/2010 3:40:00 PM)

    You sure captured the pulse of the river in showing all it's life here in your wonderful poem. There's great imagery & a good natural flow to it also.
    I too have written a poem called 'The River of Life' if you care to read it. It is
    not as good as yours, but my take on it. Thanks for sharing.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 10, 2010

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