River of Thoughts
written by: Melanie Barrow
A trickle barely seen,
A thought germinating
Winding away from the source
Meandering an unknown course.
Gathering momentum, then
Depositions fall from the pen.
The river flows content
Until around a weir it’s sent.
Round and round so turbulent
Concentric circles to circumvent.
Then whoosh and on it goes,
Words gush, stories compose,
Thoughts crash against my mind.
Possibilities widen, unconfined,
And leave the consciousness –
Explode into spaciousness
Lives in Devon and teaches flute and piano. Her passion is History and Writing and has had several non-fiction articles published. Now her son has left for Uni she has more time to write and is challenging herself with beginning to write fiction.
Latest posts by Melanie Barrow (see all)
- The Corset - June 3, 2023
- River of Thoughts - January 23, 2023
- Down The Plughole - September 26, 2022
