Water Poem by Hilda Conkling

Water

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The world turns softly
not to spill its lakes and rivers.
The water is held in its arms
and the sky is held in the water.
What is water,
that pours silver,
and can hold the sky?

Saturday, January 30, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: silver,sky,water
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