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Where This River Takes Me
Where this river takes me is the place I will linger
among the weeping willows and the kudzu vines
whiling away precious hours, savoring fleeting time
Baring my hidden soul and my aged body
I’ll tell the river my secrets that no one else knows
I’ll let it see me naked as I shed my binding clothes
Basking in the white-hot sun on its mossy banks
I’ll revel in the freedom of being wild and free
with euphoria knowing the river will never judge me
Where this river takes me is the place I will linger…
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
VJ’s Weekly Challenge #20: River
Also adding this to d’Verse for tonight’s MTB- Repetition
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Yes, thank you.
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Coming home to yourself in the presence of river sounds wonderful. 🙂
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Thank you Olga!
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Love, love, love it! There is something about the river that is so forgiving, so inviting. I want to go too!
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Thank you so much VJ.
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You are so welcome. Thrilled you joined us.
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As am I!
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Simple and effective. The repetition of that single line is all you need.
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Thank you Jane!
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🙂
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I like this line in praise of the river: “with euphoria knowing the river will never judge me”
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Thank you Frank.
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The repetition of the first and last line make this flow like a river. Nicely done; strong personal statement!
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Thank you Jill.
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Ripples of words run through this, and makes me appreciate all rivers, creeks, and even lakes, where water is moving toward the sea, a rendezvous with our/its essence.
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Thank you Glenn! I appreciate your lovely words.
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Very well done! Understated repetition… one line… does the trick.
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Thank you Charley. Much appreciated.
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You are welcome!
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Lovely imagery, a feeling of freedom and acceptance.
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Thank you so much!
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Wonderfully written!
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Thank you!
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Love these lines best:
I’ll revel in the freedom of being wild and free
with euphoria knowing the river will never judge me
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Thank you Grace.
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Reblogged this on Go Dog Go Café and commented:
Come read V.J Knutson’s pick for Pay it Forward Thursday this week
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Thank you Gina!
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I love the freedom of this… though for me a river is so often a scary and cold place…
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Thank you Bjorn.
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yes, I like this river too…
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Thank you kindly.
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the image of the river flowing fits so perfectly with your words Linda. and the abandonment you experience being by the river that was very beautiful to read
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Thank you Gina, for such sweet thoughts.
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And thank you V.J.!
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Tell the river secrets no one else know, lovely thought. Nature has a way of making itself our deepest companion. Lovely work.
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Thank you kindly.
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Love it! You must have been a flower child in your younger days. Back when the river took you to very interesting places!!
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LOL- I was. 😊
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How did I guess!!?? Ha Ha!
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Oh, that absolute freedom of this! Love the sound of it. Did you take that photo?
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No, I wish! Thank you so much.
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This stirred memories of playing beneath the beautiful old weeping willow at my grandma’s house as a young girl. I love the playful freedom of your poem. 😊
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Thank you so much!
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You’re very welcome 😊
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Oh, that I, too, could flow with the river so easily. Wonderfully written, Linda!
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Thank you Frank. 😊
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Freedom to be you. When you find a place like that all seems OK with the world. Lovely.
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Thank you Beth!
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