Salzach

a river leading to Salzburg

A working river;

no madrigal

no moodwater

no moondive.

A vicious cut through stone

past deer and belief

curves and pebbles

rope and sand.

An audience of trees

watch hands and salt form

bends of hard

grass and wild mint.

When I am considered lost

you pull at my sleeve,

slow with dark water,

alone and old, but safe.

Reviews

[Valentine]

Lovely, just follow the river home. Valentine

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks and my best wishes !

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nice allegory...and your usual blend of conciseness and perfect use of words to attain the most vivid imagery---

the second stanza really resonates with me.

[Leslie Philibert]

Dear Jacob, thanks for the kind words !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yet another masterpiece where you balance words carefully and hew and sculpt with a deft pen to describe your thoughts. Loved the term 'An audience of trees'. Not too sure about the use of 'stone' twice in the second stanza?

[Leslie Philibert]

Great point, you are of course right, did an edit !

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Like it better but still liked it first time Lesley. You have a style that makes each word a significant picture.