Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
And the Exotic waterfalls
are sheer wonder
made to heavenly flow
While the moonlight
Like honey flows
The way we long for our love
Our own, mine and yours
To be all all aglow
Despite the vicissitudes
Of weather
Rare oasis

Cool drifters
Sultry gypsies
And everywhere in between
Come from far and wide
For their moonlit glide

The exotic waterfalls
All Exquisite shimmers
and splendors
Rejuvenation is paramount
As a natural cabaret
And Vineyard evening breeze

The stars glisten
Side by side
WithIn
The resplendent coves
And misty rose
and sunflower gazes
All Sweetly ablaze


Her Love
     The jazz melodies
          Of
  Moonlit soothe
       and rain
          Upon
The luminous
   flowers
     of
Our love

Reynaldo Casison
The waterfalls of romance
Cascade with nostalgia
Through the midnights
Honey rose kisses
Of moonlight

Reynaldo Casison
TEARS that FALL LIKE WATERFALLS,
are the TEARS THAT FALL
from your EYES,
are the RAINDROPS that RAIN
DOWN HEAVY,
from the CLOUDY HEAVENLY SKIES!!
So, let the TEARDROPS FALL like
WATERFALLS,
Just RELEASE and
LET THEM GO,
Like a CASCADE of WATER
THAT IS FALLING,
Just let the TEARDROPS FLOW!!
WATERFALLS CAN DRY OUT, from
NO RAIN that is CAUSED by DROUGHT,
NO MORE SUFFERING, and NO MORE FEARS,
SO, GO ON AND DRY THOSE TEARS!!
THEY SAY THAT: AFTER THE RAIN,
I Just THOUGHT THAT YOU
SHOULD KNOW,
Your TEARS MAY BE your
DOWNFALL, but
at the END, THERE'S a
BEAUTIFUL
🌈 RAINBOW 🌈


B.R.
Date: 8/28/2024
Note: If the Waterfalls can dry out, then
so can your tears!!!
Zywa Mar 2024
Today, an excursion to a temple
somewhere further along the river
and we don't take anything with us

although no one seems to be there
so there will be no daily rites
This must be a lesson

We walk single file
through the forest, we walk
over the edge

of a basin, we are there
in the middle of the temple
a row of orange flags

in the open cave
of the waterfalls
of time

which overwhelm me
and carry me away, for a week
I can't be found

Only the forest sees me
while my body meditates
and does not know that I exist
Film "Samsara" (2023, Lois Patiño), novices in orange robes visit a semicircular amphitheatre with waterfalls (in Laos)

Collection "Metamorphic body"
Zywa May 2022
Little waterfalls

along my long strides, hear this --


music fantasy.
"Through the looking glass - 275 VWB", the beginning of the retrograde Fantasie in G-Dur (JS Bach); 2021, Hans Koolmees

Collection "org elp ark" #177
Eloisa Jun 2021
And we frolicked with our arms entangled
under the stunning gleam of the moonlight.
With the diamond waterfalls as witness,
dreamy as the rainbow,
cascading solace in our thoughts.
We’re out of the gushing downpour.
though we still hear and feel the water.
Exalting how we climbed
the higher and steeper trail
with dangerous cliffs in thousands,
we continued to hold hands.
With even a tiny bit of love but a ton of hope,
we eradicated fear
and let the light come through.
Merging us again into one!
Reshaping,
transforming,
mending,
stitching every hidden torn and burn.
Our lost tears turned to lost years.
Our rivers fueled our waterfalls. Still,
no amount of water ever guaranteed
flower bloom. Our make believe
garden was only a lost cause.
Next page