Wednesday, February 15, 2012

True River

The poems
change me slowly,
River of truth,
erodes confusion,
dissolves illusion.
River of truth
creates new channels.
carves out canyons,
polishes me naked
to stone, to bone.
The poems
change me slowly.

3 comments:

  1. I like this one very much! It feels honest--as a River of Truth should feel!

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  2. I really like this poem. I like the way it begins and ends with the same words...poem goes full circle. I especially like the lines 'polishes me naked to stone, to bone.'

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  3. Wow. I have read this several times to soak it in. Yes! Poems do change me..those I read and those I write. Love the way you state it..hits hard and true.
    Great poem!

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