the river (Poem 20160428)

urging us forward
the breath of the ancient river on our backs
we stepped back from the ledge
we stood closer together
at this great height
gigantic but now reduced to a trickle
moving blindly
but like something ancient
the river twisted not like a snake
we looked down into the chasm


National Poetry Month
NaPoWriMo Day 28
Reverse Story

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