Hidden Rivers

November 7, 2017
By KennyHorn BRONZE, Forked River, New Jersey
KennyHorn BRONZE, Forked River, New Jersey
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The rivers lay deep in oak wood

obscured by undergrowth

blue waters sing the magic mood

again in the night's oath

 

Two birds fly in concording moves

white wings flap overhead

old crickets chirp songs in new tunes

by rivers laying deep

 

Smooth jazz music sounds in the brain

hands float in a straight line

to touch the warm palms in the rain

and stare into the gold

 

Sight of the waters and green plants

shines in those with the eyes

of those using love with their grants

to grow old and wiser


The author's comments:

I have gotten into poetry within the past few months. I have been inspired to write because I learned I am a relative of Robert Burns, the famous Scottish poet and lyricist. I thought that maybe I have a talent I can develop, thus, my immersion into poetry. I read Burns' Love in the Guise of Friendship poem and wanted to emulate the form he used in his poem. I wrote this with a goal of writing like my old relative, about love in a structured form.


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