Poems About: RIVER

Evening bells toll in the temple
Birds flatter their wings
the merchant sails off by a distant river read more »

Oh river oh river, flowing on your own route
Not willing to perturb, so surging with less toot

Is the giant ocean your destination? read more »

I think I have struck gold
I have been panning and panning
the rivers that I have seen
with my own eyes read more »

I was a young man my trade was a deck hand
my first love the clipper the old Rosalea
we sailed from the old town down by the river
to Bombay and Shanghai we traded for tea read more »

I gazed under the sun,
Walked on the grass,
Feeling the air passing through my hair,
And feeling the cold warm water on my feet. read more »

Skipping water bugs
stamp ringlets across the moon.
The river flows south. read more »

Gotta go,

Gotta do this, read more »

East and West Berlin
all the stones taken down
for a country to unite read more »