25/09/2014 11 Comments
This was written for the todays Daily Prompt : “Our free-write is back by popular demand: today, write about anything — but you must write for exactly ten minutes, no more, no less.”.
It was a complete stream-of-consciousness poem, I have no idea where the images came from. And yes I wrote for ten minutes… (ok, give or take 15 seconds!). Hope you like it.
A passing chance, as a passing dream
Not caught within this yearning grasp.
A view of beauty never seen,
Nor reflected so in mirrored glass.
The river flows with golden light
As life will flow and drift apart,
And within deeps and dark as night
You’ll find my poor and drowning heart.
Such waves of tears, such swell of woe
A tidal pull of unkind loss,
But as the bitter river flows
All treasured thoughts are coldly tossed.
To take a pause and ponder so
The nature of this torrent cruel,
I’ll take my chance where current flows
And ever be the rivers fool.