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Meanderings

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My mind meanders like a river

‘Cross polished stones and burnished sand

Feels the ripples of the water

Running o’er my burning hand

Where the sun has warmed my bloodstream

The liquid gently damps it down

And my fingers dribble slowly

Wash away my mental frown

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©Denise G Allen, 28 April 2013 05:55

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

20 thoughts on “Meanderings

  1. This is lovely, Denise. One of my recent favorites from you. 😀

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  2. Love it Denise, it has such beautiful flowing construction(no pun intended)

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  3. Beautiful verse, adee. Have a lovely day. 🙂

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  4. To me the mind not only meanders but holds the capacity to explode and project thoughts all around. So if were to endeavour to ” wash away the mental frown”, we need to do a 360 degree cleansing of our past regrets and future concerns.

    Shakti

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  5. I could feel the water running over my hand.. very descriptive.

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  6. I really like this… lovely

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  7. how soothing the water on the burning hands….love the metaphor in this…the river often soothes me….

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  8. A great scene to remember when one can’t get to sleep, Denise.
    Lovely images
    John

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  9. JOURNEY’S END

    All rivers at last
    Their meandering days done
    Rejoin the ocean

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