A river flowed here once

A river flowed here once. Swift, some seasons
and some times more of a trickle – but yet
always it flowed. Birds came, with good reason
for it was full of fish. I’d see them get
one after another until they could
barely fly. Trees grew there too – mostly birch
with bark that would peel off – yielding a good
kindling for bonfires. And you need search
no further than that river in fall to
see the most beautiful oranges and reds
when the leaves changed colour. Each day was new:
from when we rose to when we found our beds

But dry seasons came (as dry seasons must)
Once there was a river. Now there is dust.

~~

Sharing with dVerse Poets’ Pub for Open Link Night. It’s been a while since I’ve been there…time to go back!

9 thoughts on “A river flowed here once

  1. That must been an amazing sight, a river with trees of autumn colors ~ How sad that the river is now gone ~

    Good to see you again, smiles ! Enjoyr your summer !

    • Later on, I thought of changing the wind last line to “progress progressed as progress must”. The whole piece was more metaphor than aisle event in my case.

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