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They both tried.

They both tried -
One tried to teach language
Another tried to teach silence.

She had to say -
How drops of words coalesced to form words
Millions of years from now
When grains of earth coalesced to form stones
Stones became mute stocks of earth's wealth
Dead.
Word-drops formed rivers in the labyrinth of human hearts
Islands of poems appeared in the horizon
Living.
Rivers of words rushing to meet the sea of expression.

He had to say -
How inner world of deepest emotions
Is at loss in the external, precarious world of language
Criss-crossing ripplets of rivers
Erred to speak what lay deeper in the womb of river-beds
As often language falls short of the enormity of silence
'Rivers of words rushing to meet the sea of expression'
To express an expressionless form
Only palpable through eternal communion.

They both tried -
One tried to teach language
Another tried to teach silence.

Whoever spun this web of Language and Silence?

Love smiled.
 
Nibedita Deb

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The Good Old Powlett River

The good old Powlett river so very old in time
Has been sketched by famous artists and has inspired the bards to rhyme
From the hills above Kilcunda it flows downland to the sea
Centuries before the first Australians came down to the South Country,
The good old Powlett river will flow down forever more
From the hills above Kilcunda to the great Pacific shore
By the sandhills near saltwater where the surf waves one can hear
The good old Powlett river to my heart is ever dear,
Out of the sunshine by powlett river in the shadows of the trees
Centuries ago the first Australians danced their corroborees
The people like Nature's Seasons to life they come and go
But the good old Powlett river forever it will flow
From the hills above Kilcunda babbling on down to the sea
It will babble on forever century on century.
 
Francis Duggan

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My Daddy The Kern River And Me

When I was just a little girl
My daddy said it's time
To show you where I go to think
on a favorite river of mine.

But first you have to promise me
that no one else will know
Where this secret place is
Where nobody else goes.



We stood upon a rock that lies
just over the roaring white waters.
That's so very hard to get to and
that's why no others bother.

The river, called The Kern River has
always been our favorite spot
To go and think, and enjoy the peace
And we went there quite alot.



Some day I hope to go back to the
river where daddy took me.
And stand upon that same old rock
and dream of how things use to be.

The Kern River holds a memory of
the first man I ever loved.
And now I've found another man that
I am sure was sent from above.

I LOVE YOU DADDY
 
Dianna Nally

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RIPPLING CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Rippling Childhood Memories
Melvin Banggollay


Sitting in solitude in the bank of a river
I behold waves to keep coming back
Gently kissing the shore long and forever
With their murmuring songs like flashback
While cool breeze rippled the serene water
With sweet memories just like a while back
When I used to play in this pristine river
Along with childhood friends on the block.

When I gaze the surface of the serene river
I saw smiles of swimming kids like ducks
Merrily playing as they build castle’s tower
along the river’s shore but waves took them back
with splashing moves from the naughty players
playing and throwing mud from the river bank
but at a distance I behold two young lovers
Building a castle of their own fortune and luck.


Who’s that, well that was me and girl of my life.
 
MELVIN BANGGOLLAY

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