Across the verdant fields and petal-painted meadows the crystal water plots it’s steady course. At times snake-like, writhing as if to swallow itself, each turn and meander eroding and undermining fragile banks. Only the destructive hand of man can stop the river in her unhurried seaward progress.
Sammiscribbles #Weekend writing prompt #104 Meander
Filed under As you read it, Factual, nature inspired, Self compositions
Nice response to meander.
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I live beside a river like that; aptly worded.
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