rough edges of river banks <br />before my eyes, gauges <br />once a fiery push passed <br />shaking loose rocks; mud <br />withstand all but bruises <br />sign of resistance to might <br /> <br />water is low now as grass <br />gently flowing in semi-arc <br />where dragon flies dips <br />lay their eggs on stalks <br />fries swim chasing shadows <br />filling their mouth as they go <br /> <br /> <br />(050711)<br /><br />Manonton Dalan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-s-course/
