Stories tagged “river”
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The Stream of Broken Memories
As our boat floats down the river carried only by the water’s current, we give a last look at what was once our home, our parent’s home, and the home of their parents; now consumed almost entirely by fire. A shiver runs down my spine as the...
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The Land Of The Forsaken
Devils March a city of the fallen. The skies were dark, but no rain drops dared to fall on the forsaken town. The walls were painted red; the windows were painted over with the cross. Stables were in piles from fires set by the town’s people. Women ...
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Counterflow
A river is a metaphor for life. A dark ribbon that ties your past to your future. It is not hard to imagine yourself traveling along. It is not a lonely journey. Friends and strangers arrive from places unknown to drift along beside you for a time. Som...
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Songs Between My Tears
Drifting helplessly into strange, foreign lands, I find myself humming an old folk tune in fragments interspersed with tears, music being the only thing I can think of to numb my pain. Every healing word I know is void Watching silence greet every desp...
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Fear and Secrets on a Riverbank
Secrets are funny things, I well knew. Once brought to the light of day, there is no returning them to the quiet shadows from whence they came. Such things ought not to be taken lightly. A woman who takes secrets lightly is a gossip. A man who does so ...
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The Calm Before the Storm
Ron gasped and jumped back as the over-sized pearly eyes stared milkily at him. Sly’s skin was as equally alabaster white and he wore a brown wrap like a toga. He carried no weapons, only a satchel tied at his waist. Ron’s initial shock wor...
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Reflections While Dangling Over a River Gorge
Here I was, dangling from a flimsy rope bridge above a chasm. I could see the foaming rapids and cruel rock shards a hundred feet below. One of the strands of rope holding the bridge together was in the process of slowly twisting apart. The wooden plan...
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Blasphemy
I ran. Blindly plunging through the dark forest, my body obeying the order more than my shattered mind. Branches scratched my face and chest, and the undergrowth tangled around my bare legs. Eventually, inevitably, I fell heavily. Tripped by one of the...
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Stairway To A Pool Party
I place the soul on my shoulder, and it immediately begins to whine. Not such a great idea. We arrive at the nearest river, a few kilometres away. When I’m on business I get a company car, full of complementary wines and champagnes to make the so...
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The River
They took a walk off the beaten path one Sunday afternoon, and he carved her name into a tree by the river. “We’ll come back someday and find it” he promised, and she believed him. But two years later they had gone their separate ways. Five yea...
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read to me
The water seemed to hover on the great expanse of the Delaware river, almost like a blue sheet caught horizontally in the wind. It was mesmerizing in an ordinary way, but I was stuck on it. The wind blew frigid air in every uncomfortable direction, and...
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Transparent
Sunken stones In the river Smooth still As water fills The role of life-giver.
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Sunken Stones
Sunken stones In the river Smooth still As water fills The role of life-giver
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Tree of Fools
He sat on the wall, lightly kicking the heels of his frayed Converse trainers against the crumbling bricks. He watched the shiny yellow and black wasps indifferently crawling in and out of the densely leaved dark green hedge and flying away and landing...
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Northern Skies
The leaves were changing colour. Noah believed he was somewhere in the north continental United States, maybe Wisconsin. It would not be a good thing to have to deal with winter here. He resolved to drive south as soon he could. But first, the river. T...
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Roman Candles
It was a falling dream, only he was falling away from the Earth, his cozy campsite and the surrounding forest rushing away with incredible velocity. Rivulets of light sprang from his flailing limbs, swamp gas green. The moonlight glazed river twisted s...
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Sunken Stones
The transparent surface Reflects flesh eclipsing My skeleton’s silence Like bones of Sunken stones In the river Smoothed still As water fills The role of life-giver.
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River Rats
Summer crawls around the bend, Simply paced, Too shy for rafting. Waters green with algae, Albeit beautiful with nostalgia. We boys see adventure around its banks. Rocky shores climb into valley walls; Foliage ranges from shrubbery to trees and back. W...
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River Giant
Chug-chug-chug as the propeller turns, powering the monster through descending, inky twilight. Swans lift their heads from beneath their wings and regard the passing behemoth with cold, beady eyes. Ripples lap at their haunches as they watch the noisy ...