The River.

The River.

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Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Summary

It is very ironic that I am posting a poem, but the urge was sparked by a lovely piece of work I saw. Actually, the first thing I read on this site. A simple, beautiful haiku called White Roses, by Gerard Lebel. This happens to be a Japanese Tanka I did in English this year. By no means a masterpiece, but then what can you expect from a girl with little experience, and virtually none in poetry? It is what it is.
Note: Also, a big thank you to the aforementioned writer for pointing my typo out to me. I would have never caught it. :)
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Summary

It is very ironic that I am posting a poem, but the urge was sparked by a lovely piece of work I saw. Actually, the first thing I read on this site. A simple, beautiful haiku called White Roses, by Gerard Lebel. This happens to be a Japanese Tanka I did in English this year. By no means a masterpiece, but then what can you expect from a girl with little experience, and virtually none in poetry? It is what it is.
Note: Also, a big thank you to the aforementioned writer for pointing my typo out to me. I would have never caught it. :)

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Submitted: January 23, 2008

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Submitted: January 23, 2008

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Lovers, like weak streams,

rush into the broad river

of blind ignorance,

and through the muddy shallows

of lust and false forevers.


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