Rivers Collection

 
Written by M.L. Kiser |
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The river pours itself down lakes and streams;

along its way, collecting its baubles;

drift wood, rocks, feathers and leaves for its scrapbook.

 

  It likes to wax philosophical in the moonlights rays;

It’s voice nearly silent, for the duration. 

That’s when the night choir sings in its place.

 

Copyright, 2019, M.L. Kiser

 

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Form of Poetry

Free verse

Author: M.L. Kiser
I've been writing since I was around 12 years old; have many poems and love reading poetry, as well. I've had children's stories published and several poems. I had two short stories published in an anthology in 2019. I also enjoy writing articles and short stories. Please peruse my work and I hope that it brings into your life, something wonderful.
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