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  313.     

Flowing Stream Of River

Oh boatman
Our shore is flowing stream of river.

Oh boatman
Our shore is flowing stream of river.

Oh boatman who you travel in water close to shore
you must have heard somewhere.

boats made of paper do not have any shores.

Oh boatman
any shore that meets a shore is my shore

Oh boatman
Our shore is flowing stream of river.

Many eroded shores are flowing in the river stream
One has come across all helpful hands that one had lost earlier.

Oh boatman
when someone gets a helpful hand when he is surrounded by troubles, in midstream
Is one's true friend and true support.

Oh boatman
flowing stream of river is my shore.
 
Neelapu Suresh

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  314.     

Stories from the river

Sitting on a bench in the park
Just a holler from the river
Pad on my lap, pen in hand
Temperature just right
A beautiful day to write
A little creative today
The mind flowing like a river
Many ideas down stream
One or two will be caught
Others to be thrown back for another day
Big and small, what's the story?
Words to be told
Legends to be build
Love to made and nourish
Hearts to be broken
souls to be found
Some maybe lost forever
Spirit are high
Tear flowing down
Nature at it's best
Life at it's worst
Everyday a new story, a new day
For the words bring us to your world
The stories maybe real or fake
But our imaginations flow thru
From cover to cover
Like the waves of the river
Banking from the different sides
To the end with thrills and chills
From happiness to sad
We found your stories to be perfect
Words from the river
Stories from the mind
Flowing into ours in a special way
A catch we will cherish
Of the story written by the river
Flowing down stream from one mind to another
 
Michael Peterson

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  315.     

RIVER KOROTOA

(DEDICATED TO SHOVA
A FRIEND)
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THE RIVER KOROTOA
THROUGH THE VILLAGE IT FLOWS,
WITH ALL HER BEAUTY AND SPLASH
ROUND AND ROUND THE SILVERY STREAM GOES.
BESIDE THE GREEN PADDY FIELD,
ON IT`S WAY THE KOROTOA RUNS
DAWN TO DUSK SHE GURGLES AND HUMS.
WHEN THE MOON COMES DOWN
OH YOU SEE WHEN YOU FEEL LONELY,
AND THE VILLAGE GOES ROUND.
RIVER GOES LIKE THE GIRL SHOVA
WHO LIVES BESIDE THE BANK OF KOROTOA.
OH THE DREAMY RIVER RUNS
TO DONATE SILT TO THE FARMER
AH THE MUSICAL RHYTHM
WHEN IT PASSES THE VILLAGE DAUGHTER.
YOU THE RIVER KOROTOA
SO BLUE AND CLEAN
LIKE THE LOVE OF SHOVA
WHISPERS AND MURMURS DURING THE SPRING.



(RIVER KOROTOA-NEARLY DYING)
 
SOHEL MAHAMUD

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  316.     

dry river

River of Doom

Sad sight dry river, and twenty years ago it was
three metre deep and had trout. We caught some
with nets and, fried them on a small fire and felt
like cavemen. Delicious fish meat we ate with our
fingers. Every year I have seen the river getting
smaller even in the winter when it rains irregularly,
it is no more than a beck. There is no fish not even
the skeleton of children caught by a wall of water,
when it had been raining upland and into the river.
Their father was arrested it was said he had killed
the children, fed them to the pigs, but for a single
button in the sty they sat him free. Terrible rumors
every summer I see him walking along the dry river,
muttering to himself trying to find his children
 
oskar hansen

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