HarmonyA Poem by Antonio Valentino
The lightning streaks across the sky
two trees fall to the ground It doesn’t matter if we’re there They made their final sound
They roll into the river and then slowly start to sink The thunder is a symphony an otter takes a drink
So many pine cones now adrift released from nature’s grip As others meet their ending when the branches start to slip The ones that have their freedom now no longer have to stay Their on a journey that will take them near and far away Bobbing up and down the riffles heading toward the falls Coursing through the eddies as a turtle starts to crawl Rushing through the gauntlet of a boulder riddled brook Many cones are hindered as they lodge within the crook Broken into pieces all the chances left are few Circumstances can decide if we can start anew The chance for opportunity can never be too late Survival is the harmony of tragedy and fate Floating out into the sea, one seed from each is left Up against the tide they come back crashing in the cliffs
Finally resting on the soil their voyage half way done The settling of roots begins by help of nature’s sun Standing tall and proud they both
now guard the river wide
They’re reaching for the heavens as the hawk, lets out a cry © 2010 Antonio ValentinoFeatured Review
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Added on June 2, 2008Last Updated on January 9, 2010 AuthorAntonio ValentinoCAAboutIf you don't see me around that much be happy for me.. I scribble the most when I'm sad. Thanks for helping me write less. Live Traffic Stats hope you enjoy the scrabblin :).. more..Writing
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