Run Creek, Run
A creek in beauty’s den…
Cascading water in white surge,
finds stones smoothed as glass, strewn
amid the mild turbulence of shallow flow,
and bows of white-barked beauty,
reach pointedly over the water’s edge,
their moss-embraced vine-covered slenderness,
like stalwarts of nature’s way,
as branches fan out finer and finer
into leafy patches, light in profusion,
elegant in pattern.
As sun flickers down like confetti,
to spot the fordable waters with micro-shards,
the surface ripples in light’s regard,
and the scene is alive with movement,
flow and glimmering secrets,
beneath those shiny cliffs,
draped in water’s magic woven garb,
as time in doubtless ambivalence,
marks every now and them,
the time spent.
In the shadows, steps from waters run,
fallen trunks and moss a plenty,
forge mounds of green flourishing life,
and flowers in tiny arrays thrive in moist day,
to color those somber tones,
and yellow they to peaks of grey and green berets,
fight their way to lighter seats
upon that sandy edge of creek,
vying for place in nature’s race,
under skies of blue.
Run, creek run.
Tony DeLorger © 2016
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You have probably guessed by some of my post how much of a nature lover I am, lovely read – and you captured beautifully.
Yes, me too Kurt, I find nature the answer to most questions in human life; a perfect balance and equity in life and a peaceful appreciation. Cheers.
if I close my eyes I can hear water running along the creek. Beautiful verse of nature’s beauty. Thank you, Tony.
Glad you enjoyed it Phyllis, it is the most peaceful sound on earth. Take care
Your imagery is superb; I can hear the water, see the movement of light on it and capture the soothing essence of the scene. Nature is all powerful, from one extreme to the other and everything in between.
Great poem!