Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
that crystal flow seen to all but blind in its clear folly the muddy stream it gurgle out a fool to them equally and the sweet stream honeyed while meanders it do cut a path the parasite hidden by the water’s lure is known to us at last the shallow stagnant pool -though they say it do flow softly- seems to fear to valley below, though on its perch it be quite lofty trudge he must and trudge he do though it prove to be a hindrance the weary traveler stop for drink and punished for his insolence and though the glacial spring do seem to mirror those truthful singers they parched bend to taste the trickle but it slips right through their fingers
0
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
That crystal flow
that crystal flow seen to all but blind in its clear folly the muddy stream it gurgle out a fool to them equally and the sweet stream honeyed while meanders it do cut a path the parasite hidden by the water’s lure is known to us at last the shallow stagnant pool -though they say it do flow softly- seems to fear to valley below, though on its perch it be quite lofty trudge he must and trudge he do though it prove to be a hindrance the weary traveler stop for drink and punished for his insolence and though the glacial spring do seem to mirror those truthful singers they parched bend to taste the trickle but it slips right through their fingers
Written by
Mar 20, 2013
Mar 20, 2013 at 1:19 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem