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Casey's river
by Peter Humphreys
I hold you
in my arms
down where
Casey's river
runs over
rocks and
rills and
rolling hills
the stones
still stand
as bones in
land across
the sea twixt
you and me
and sweet rememberings
of lightnings
lost on seaward
shores and greywards
clouds of fortunes
strong and thunders
loud forgivings
as hair falls
down across your
breasts and
headstrong
home to nest geese fly
I hold you
weak and strong
Please feel free to read this riverine poem beginning at any stanza.
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