rivery
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same ol' same ol'
but you can't step into the same river twice
have a nice day
protecting the space
the air you breathe,
the path your feet beat,
the water you aim to drink,
food you seek to eat
they say group-think is the answer
but what group and what are they thinking?
sunflowers think
goldfinches think
but when they meet
the way goldfinches perch
on the flowers and feed
is beyond thinking,
heart-space with gustatory bliss
sun's gold rays
melting summer's day of blues, greens,
summer evening's orange glow
2
off the main st in a small town by the watery sound
there was no one under the arch
in the alleyway
where history was not made
next to an empty courtyard
where people met
and by the tones of their voices
you could tell
that something was being made
but it just wasn't visible yet
3
waters moving
so you really can't step into the same river twice
though the name and the place of the river
same ol' same ol'
4
there's a town with a river running through it
and a county with towns running through
a state with counties
yet the river runs
not stopping where the lines
on the maps
were drawn
5
on the way home
driving on the dry river
(alongside the river waters moving)
look, man, you can't even drive on the same road twice
even if you know
exactly where you're going!
6
along this run of rivers
fish run, if they can,
rocks bathe, if they can,
children make skimming wishes, if they can
bigger children eat lunch drink juice talk,
if they can
above these rivers
soar goldfinches
and by the tones of their voices
you can tell
that something is being made
but it just isn't visible yet |