River of Love
Posted on August 10, 2018
by Linda Lee Lyberg
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” I thought years ago that old Heraclitus was wrong. You can’t step into the same river even once.”– Jim Harrison
You can’t step into the same river even once
for the water is forever changing, re-arranging, adapting.
Dipping toes into love is like braving that cold river,
hoping this is the time when the heart floats,
Treading the waters with bare feet and a bared soul
not knowing what’s to come, what’s real
the cool caress of a lover’s hand–
the shifting sands of uncertainty–
the heavy anchor that leaves in its wake–
…the broken bones of a woman once whole.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Author’s Note: Sherry has asked us to take a line from a poem of our choosing and use it as the first line in ours. Mine is from
Songs of Unreason by Jim Harrison.
That’s a great prompt for poetry writing, I will have to try it myself. Thanks for sharing x
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“Dipping toes into love is like braving that cold river.” Yes, indeed it can be like that. I resonate with the “shifting sands of uncertainty”, not the greatest feeling. This poem expresses well the shifting landscape of love. Wonderfully done.
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Thank you!
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I do the old dipping of the toes with rivers and beaches. Need to do that with my heart as well.
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Yes, you do! Thanks Andrew, happy you enjoyed it.
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