Monday, March 10, 2025
River poems
Great turnout this week! I loved this one from Jill Scoggins:
Lazy Calcasieu
Meanders from our camp house
We beach its sand bars
Curving, twisting turns
Flat water from Kinder to
Lake Charles and beyond
Trees overhang with
Spanish moss. The woods beyond
Dark, mysterious
In dreams, seen again
River memories that are
as real as today.
And there were two about the Mighty Mississippi (into which Minnehaha Creek, pictured above, flows), including IPLawGuy's:
Rocky River? Mom Scoffs
Her river: Mississippi
I saw. Understood.
And Tim:
Let the river flow
Especially The Ole Miss
Mighty powerful.
CraigA is so right about the James:
Paddling the James:
flowing heart of Virginia,
a vital resource.
And Christine knows hers:
A dry creek bed
Traces through our property
Awakens with rain.
Des wrote about some great art:
The Boss sung us songs
of quiet desperation.
The River still flows.
And Anonymous takes us to the Sugar:
Behind her house
The Sugar River meandered
Magnifying Earth.