Let us lay by the river side. Let us fall in the land of Jordan. Let us call it suicide. Let us gather the sparrow's feathers. Let us gather them all. Let us deny that we pray. Let us call the Almighty. Let us weep in the raging river. Let us be swept down to the ocean. Let the sound of hell-fire run at high tide. Let us pray that we are free. Let us bow our knee. For my love this land is stained with our blood. And still...

We followed railroad tracks by the forest, and the tracks followed the river. A white moon hung full and bright to our right, fluorescent on the water. To our left, dense black trees grew close to the tracks. Chalk-white stones glowed with the moon, piled loosely around heavy wooden ties. I grabbed one of the stones and gauged its weight, its feel. Then, with all I had, I flung it into the river. We were silent for a mome...

Glitter water flowingSun flecks on her skinDancing with the riverAs graceful as a nymphFree from care and troublesSmooth unfurrowed browThe visage of an angelWhose serenity is foundOn land her heart weighed heavyLife’s burdens bearing downAfloat, her tresses streamingDressed in her aqueous gownMoving with the currentCleansed of tragic stainWatching her is joyfulRelinquishing her painCelebrate her solaceAs tranquilly she g...

On thy wingsI fly as a dandelionCarrying the fragrance of love.  Beside meYou dive likeA stripe of lightningThrough the edges ofInfinite space;You—the infinity of my coveted love.To seize the kingdomOf unseen pleasureAnd to fade awayInto oblivionAnd to remain eternally fulfilledIn the castle of your memories,I tether myself to your banksIn the hopeOf wandering together on the shoresOf unending merriness. 

We boil spring water to make tea, Sitting on a grassy knoll above the water.The waterfall continues as it has always done,Ten thousand years with little change.How many lovers have sat as we have,Happy and content above this spring?I'm a cautious man,But this woman's a water dragon.She takes off all her clothes,And leaps in from our heights above.AD 865

It moves North and South Smooth at times Rough at others Beautiful landscapes On each side Trees from time to time The river and roads Are similar you see Both take me places I want to be

He'd been swimming fine at first- perfectly fine- but there was a current and nobody was watching. He tried and tried to swim to the surface, desperate to get out, his lungs burning. He couldn't hold his breath much longer, he struggled, he could see the sunlight, but he couldn't reach it and his mouth opened and he felt the water clog his lungs and run down his throat. He was choking and he could stop it. Jeremy thought...

KansaUnder the full harvest moonNext to the river that flowedThru the land called OzWind swirling in trees River and Wood nymphs dancing Bison watching as wolves sang Two leagues from the village of man Dance nymphs for your time is short As the moon waxes before dawn And Kansa returns to the land of man