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Quietly Flows River of My Time: A Poem

Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.


Quietly, gently flows the river of my time

smoothly snuggling to its serrated banks

with each heartbeat like pulsating chime

but with no such days that pass as blanks.

River feeling whole from its spring to sea

vitalized by youth and serene by this age

at once everywhere that it chooses to be

living its every curve and its every stage.

With no scare of the ocean appointment

each fear is dipped in the peaceful flow

nothing back there as disappointment

or coming surprise as best as I know.

Deep is this river, though at places shallow

water being murky, and at some spots clear

rippled with a big joy, and otherwise mellow

but all in all more steady than it would appear.

And so, quietly flows this river of my time

apparently passing but still in its every now

lending its rhythm to my every single rhyme

I wish I could say it better, but don't know how.

© 2021 Val Karas

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