Old River

Mike Spain
Old River has been flowing for many years

Fed from the swamps, springs and rain from the thunder

Wonder how many gallons flow from old tears?

Staring in your black water much to ponder

When daybreak comes your mist rises up higher

Past the high Spanish moss covered Cyprus trees

Looking like smoke from a distant wild fire

Sunbeams shine down through the mist they struggle free

Hidden jewel of backwoods and swamps flow on

Your swamp waters flow out on a journey to paradise

Maybe forgotten dreams and teardrops flow down

Your black waters to the tropics oh so nice

Published by Mike Spain

I am the skiing channel manager at Helium. I am a contributing writer for Rockstar Weekly. I am an entertainment columnist and writer for DC Metro Theater Arts, where I cover concerts and theater production...  View profile

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  • Kitty Stevens5/30/2011

    Nice work.

  • Kim Smith5/23/2011

    Lovely!!!

  • Jolynne M Hudnell5/18/2011

    Lovely

  • rama devi nina5/16/2011

    Good work! :)

  • David A. Reinstein, LCSW5/13/2011

    Nice retelling of an old poem/tune..... with the historically slanted racism deleted and the ideas recomposed, it becomes more than a simple and politically incorrect song we were forced to rote learn and sing in the Boston Public Schools!

  • pamela smith5/13/2011

    Beautiful!!

  • Dina Sullivan5/13/2011

    Brilliant... :o)

  • Don Rothra5/13/2011

    Nice work.

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