At the Waterfall

At the Waterfall

A Poem by WilliamDagursson
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...Each drop was another thought...

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Over still acres of reed
and steep forest path
across trickling creek

Rock stabbing outward
water slowly bleeding down
from its source's wound

Each drop was another thought
the slate underfoot was our language
the landmark offers philosophy
the city long forgotten
bent and rusted deep

© 2011 WilliamDagursson



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Added on August 6, 2011
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