WE IS THE MOUTAIN BROOK..

WE IS THE MOUTAIN BROOK..

A Poem by Pickletheplacid
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..perched on distant reflective peaks dark storm clouds whisper... and so it begins....

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..perched on distant reflective peaks


dark storm clouds whisper...

and so it begins....

 

WE IS THE MOUNTAIN BROOK..

 

the mountain brook cuts granite deep,

its persistence smoothing challenging of rock,

steep gradient fuelling unstoppable force,

any attempt in its postponement..

only beginning a new course,

 

and now, as it regroups, its journey mustering support,

turns rapid to raging dance

gathering to a tremendous roar, yet everyone will witness,

timid creatures nestled amongst its edge. supportive and safe beside its continuing power.

 

ice spray gathers on feeding moss.

stretched falls, plunge to sparkling pools

creating pocket universe that team with life,

the importance is simple,

laying way to nothing unanswered.

...as it offers capillaries to deep forest floors,

then beyond to an uncharted wild.

 

steady onward to shanty flats

its course ever slower and certain!

embracing exciting children splashing

before its final pause

as it reaches salty lagoons and sandy shores,

 

to begin its new creations

amongst heavy waters

it's strength gathers in tidal proportion,

 

and behold all imagination.....

© 2020 Pickletheplacid


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You take me and other readers on most beautiful journey through your words. I like how you point out on every detail of your walk. We can feel every texture and moisture , every creation and ornament on your walk.

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