Water

May 31, 2009
Dripping slowly,
never stopping.
Crystal drips,
always dropping.
Down,
Down,
and deeper still,
water growing with a will.

Pools of silver,
against the land.
Dirsturbed with ripples,
by my hand.
Shimmer shiver,
cold as ice,
splashing,
not just once,
but twice.

Twisting,
Turning,
like a snake.
Not effected when we make,
efforts to stop it,
we can try.
Rustled by the soft wind's sigh.

Thicker,
Wider,
faster still.
Past perhaps,
an old wheat mill.
Blue lape lupaz,
touched with green.
Always crisp,
always clean.

From brook,
to stream,
to river running.
Ever quick and ever cunning.
Finally done,
and out to sea.
I love the water,
it's so like me.





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dreamer_believer said...
Aug. 6, 2009 at 2:28 am
great job. it flowed really nicely and it really showed the beauty of water...awesome!!! check out some of my work please :) you are a great writer!
 
mwatt12 said...
Jul. 25, 2009 at 8:35 pm
Wow. I love the way everything flowed together. Great work, I really loved it.
 
sallyloco said...
Jun. 24, 2009 at 7:49 pm
LOVED IT SO MUCH! YOU ARE TALENTED!
 
storyofmylife said...
Jun. 15, 2009 at 8:21 pm
this was pretty amazing..
i liked the flow of the rhyming..
it reminded me of water flowing..
beautiful...
 
writergirl22 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
May 16, 2010 at 12:12 pm
This is great! I love how it rhymes so nicely!
 
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