Word FlowA Poem by Anthony
The art of words,
Flow as a stream. The path is steady, Gentle curves, Slight falls. Someone comes along, And the flow increases, Momentum builds, As a river begins. The subtle flow, Becomes a cycle, Calm waters at times, Foaming rapids at others. Gentle drops, Become sudden falls, At a moment's notice. Falling to either, Gentle pools, Raging waters, Or more, All it takes, Is but a word. © 2013 Anthony |
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Added on January 8, 2013 Last Updated on January 8, 2013 |

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