Source of Riverine Flows ......

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Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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The Urge gets stronger : overcomes the Man
He gives in & shoots a jet
Of Pure , Pristine
Clear Urine ......
From between flaccid fleshy glans .......

A Deep , subterranean underground lake , reservoir
Glacier or stream
Dreams a dream ......
Of burstin' out of Sheer Rocky Mountain
& see Sunlight : once again .......
Out shoots a merry Mountain brook
From between hilly steep walls
Leaving the ravines behind it gurgles over wide broad plains
Waters cities , villages , fields
Till at last it reaches it's destination : the Sea !!

Does not the two water paths have
Somethin' in
Common ???
Reader:
Reflect , ruminate
Comment ?!?

Ashesh9
Ashesh9
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TsothaTsothaalmost 10 years ago

Well, Ash. I went into stanza 2 still thinking of urine. So I was imagining this gigantic stream of clear, pristine urine flowing down the hills to water cities, villages and fields... lol!

todski28todski28almost 10 years ago
love this

This is awesome thanks for the thoughts ash, nice juxtaposition and contrast.

pelegrinopelegrinoalmost 10 years ago

Well, it really made me smile!

I got lost between stanzas 1 & 2, so thanks for stanza 3, cause if it was not there I would have to do a lot of work to explain it to myself.

You are very persuasive, Ashes9, how could anyone disagree? All liquid (solidified or not) is connected in this world, pure in its impurity.

Very beautiful imagery in stanza 2. The rhyming of "pristine-clear urine" nearly killed me.

5ed and thanks.

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