River Birth
Laying down a golden hysteria
upon an ancient waterway
that whispers of sunken gold now rising
morning anew
the sun speaks a language lost
to the Dead,
the river flows it's life currency
towards the gulf of unbridled dreams
while pure soul sparkle pops and flashes
with a relentless innocence
a caravan of curious courage
reaches the riverbank's revelry
J.A.B. 2021
Copyright © Justin Bordner | Year Posted 2021
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