Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Meandrous

Over the river and through deep dark woods, 
yonder the city skyline, 
spread of winding roadways.







Linking with yeahwrite.me weekly poetry challenge

Welfare unto all
Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗 

8 comments:

  1. Nice juxtaposition of the natural and the manmade. I especially like the image in the last line.

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    1. Thank you so much for such kind words
      Welfare unto all
      Rab rakha 🤗 🤗 🤗

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  2. For some reason this reminded me a little of red riding hood, only the path is the road and the wolf is the unknown of the city.

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    1. I am so honored to hear such inspiring words.. To be compared to biggest folklore is super amazing.. Thank you so much.
      God bless 🙏🙏🙏

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  3. This is paints a nice picture. I thought of red riding hood also.

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    1. It is really such an amazing feeling to hear such kind words. Thank you so much.
      God bless 🙏🙏

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  4. A great poem. It reminded me of little red riding hood.

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  5. Thank you once again.
    God bless 🙏 🙏 🙏

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