Photo by Paula C. Graham
He was my river.
Unpredictable currents
flowed from him
as he was calm
one day and then
raging the next.
Submerged in his love
left me breathless.
The photograph above is by Paula C. Graham (Click HERE to visit and follow her blog). ❤
Poet Rummager 
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Thanks!
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I have felt the same way in River Cauvery n River Koleroon in my hometown Trichy, Tamil Nadu, India. 🙂
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Well, I believe you, Karmughil — no one I know travels as much as you do! You could have named other rivers you’ve seen, but it’s interesting you singled out the river in your hometown. No place like home! Thank you for your thoughtful comment.
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Well said. I love travels. Thanks a lot. There is no place like home. Home is heaven for sure. 🙂
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awesome and wild in thought
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Love, often at times, can be pretty wild! Thank you for your comment.
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wild can be good.
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I like the way you don’t suggest that this is either a positive or a negative. This poem would have a totally different tone if you replace ‘current’ with ‘currant’!
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Haha! I’ll have to try penning a poem about currant rivers and whirlpools of berries. 🙂 Silly B.
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I love the mix of feelings and nature
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Nature certainly evokes feelings — well said!
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Oh wow, My dear Poet, your poem does my photo proud, I feel honoured. xx
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Your gorgeous photo did all the work! I just wrote what it told me to 🙂 Thank you for such a lovely photograph. ❤
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Paula’s photo proves what happens when love and rivers mix — whirlpools. Watch out!
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So true! And when one swirls around and around in those whirlpools, thank goodness you can lie down on a river bed to wait out the dizziness. 😉
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A wonderful river of the mind, Rose.
Let it flow. 😎
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Thank you very much. You read my poems so well, Alan! May the flow be with you, as well. 🙂
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The picture is amazing! Your words have complemented it perfectly. A free flow of emotions… 🙂
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Hi Mani! You’ve not been writing as much? I hope you’re well. Thank you for your beautiful words 🙂
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Thanks, dear…a bit busy these days… 🙂
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Ah, I miss your lovely poetry, dear friend. 💝
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❤ ….
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Beautifully penned ❤️
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Thank you Dorinda — your visits thrill me ❤
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As long as you keep writing, I’ll be visiting ❤
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Beautiful poem, dear inhabitant of the changing river. ^_^
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Aw, your comments are always a joy to read! xo
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^^
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Being submerged in a river can be a wonderful, exhilarating thing. Great poem, Rose.
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I knew you’d be able to empathize, Cathy. Thank you very much! xo
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You’re welcome. 🙂
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Spectacular write. Loved the metaphor.
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Thanks so much. I hope you’re well. 💐💋
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One day at a time. Thanks.
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Haha! Thanks T❤️
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A relationship with someone like that would never be boring, but it might be a bit exhausting. Spontaneity in a relationship is great, but unpredictability (especially sudden rages) could be a little scary at times.
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I completely agree! It’s only fun writing about it. Good call, darling. xo
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Awesome is the word!
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Aw, thanks love! 💐
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You’re welcome 👒
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I’d rather love a lake 😉 But the poem is beautiful nevertheless.
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Lakes are lovely; especially being in a rowboat — and having someone else row 😀 Thank you, dear friend. xo
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Reblogged this on Ancien Hippie.
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