Some poems on writing. A frequent topic of mine. The form itself. This is me being meta. Rivers of Words the poem below, is from where I get the title of this site.
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Janice Lee
Rivers of Words
If you could swim in these rivers of words that flow through my mind,
Could you touch how I feel inside?
Could you see how I wade, how I splash, how I dance?
Could you see how these rivers of words overflow from my mouth, my eyes, my hands?
Would you let the water flow over your head and immerse yourself?
Would you let the words slide through your hair and between your fingers and down your body?
Would you read the words, knowing?
Would you play with the words, laughing?
Would these rivers of words be beautiful to you as they are to my mind, flowing?
If you could swim in these rivers of words that flow through my mind,
Would you stay and ride all the way?
Because these rivers of words are arms of the sea,
and depending on the day I float or drown or swim forever
and live in these rivers of words for me.