The River, the Clouds, and Us.... (longing)

The River, the Clouds, and Us.... (longing)

A Poem by Richard

Free Verse

The River, the Clouds, and Us....
I found a place to sit in solitude,
hoping to hear
what the moment held.

I listened....
imagining stories the river could tell
of its journeys through canyons,
how it overcame every obstacle
life, time, and Nature had set before it,
either going over, around, or under it
to flow right here to be with me.

Somewhere along the way …
my focus changed
as I watched the gray clouds building,
bullying the white ones into submission,
their thunderous voices rising....
until it's clear who the victor would be.

I sat in rain for hours,
thinking about how much
you are like those clouds at times,
angry, petulant....
ready to dampen everything
at the slightest provocation;

then, there's me … I'm like the river,
soaking you in, feeding on you,
determined to face any challenge
to get back to the sea....

where summer sun will heat me,
and I’ll rise up into your arms
until you tire of me again,
letting me fall back to earth.... 
the way you always do.

Richard W. Jenkins

© 2017 Richard

Author's Note

Picture: compliments of Wikimedia Commons.

Something set me into a wispy, dreamlike, drifting-off mood.

Please, feel free to offer critique, or anything you feel will help improve this piece! : )

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I love the cloudy images -- that stanza in particular is striking. The feeling of falling in love with a moody person, and the speaker is the calm anchor ...

one minor thing, I am sure it is just a typo or pesky auto-correct, but its journey does not require an apostrophe, unless there is something in that sentence I am missing.

Posted 1 Year Ago

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1 Year Ago

That you've again blessed one of my pieces, KL … how very happy this makes me feel!
Then, t.. read more


I did find this poem quite peaceful and wonderful! Although I had a hard time reading the words because it is light, but I guess it adds to the dreamlike state to the poem because the wispy smoke is also silver.

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1 Year Ago

Hi, GG!

I darkened the font a bit for you … hope it helps.
You are right, th.. read more

1 Year Ago

You are so welcome! I honestly love your style of writing as you are one of my favorite writers here.. read more

1 Year Ago

This is a Masterfully penned piece of work Sir.

The tender, sad, yet beautiful words that you have shared takes the reader by the hand and leads them to sit next to you by the River allowing us to soak in the anguish you were feeling at the time of this writing. It tells of the reality in life that many of us can relate to.

A brilliant piece of Poetry - both in writing & presentation.

Wishing the best of days to you Sir. 🌺 Angel🙏

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1 Year Ago

I did not mind the rain at all for I was wrapped in the warmth of your luscious words Sir. I truly .. read more

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1 Year Ago

Even your "sighhh" is beautifully shared and presented! 😇

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Added on June 29, 2016
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