My River

By Lab Rat

The setting of the Ohio sun
Sitting on the Kentucky side of that old dam
Listening to the waters rush through the open gates

I close my eyes and still I picture it, the swirling depths on the eastern side
The plunging white on the west, the duality of it
The change of man on nature's majesty
Still remarkable to me

Sometimes I feel I am that dam
Of two minds, two lives, two sides
Born or man's need to control
What can't really be controlled

Sometimes I feel like that river
So deep and dark, mysterious
Or shallow, chaotic, and churning

Often times I have sat on the banks
of that old river
Watching, listening, quiet reflection
Judging not the works of man
Nor the might of nature

I do miss it still

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Copyright 2017 Lab Rat
Published on Sunday, July 16, 2017.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • worm On Sunday, July 16, 2017, worm (1520)By person wrote:

    Very good piece of writing! equating yourself to the river was masterful... and the imagery was perfect! ~worm~

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