Armuchee Creek

November 25, 2012 § 2 Comments

Armuchee Creek

Down on the banks of staid Armuchee Creek
I stop, admire the view, remembering
The way we were together each day that week
And wouldn’t stay apart for anything
Yet seasons change. We metamorphose too
Don’t think I’ll soon forget the way that you
Looked at me, smiled, and softly rubbed my neck
And left, just turned around, said what the heck

Armuchee Creek

It’s easier to forget the arguments
The way that you built up your Iron Fence
I sat and watched you as you searched for words
You had no way to say what you had to say
Communication was like broken sherds
The future chased and caught like lion’s prey

Tree on the bank of Armuchee Creek

© 11/25/2012, Joshua Owens
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§ 2 Responses to Armuchee Creek

  • I really like how you’ve broken up the poem with images. I think they make beautiful transitions that allow your audience to see and hear your words.

    • neosonnetry says:

      Thanks Sailor Monroe. For a few of the sonnets I’ve written lately, they’ve been inspired by and written at certain locales (i.e., the creek, the chapel, the mountaintop), and so that really lent itself to snapping a few photos that, in my humble opinion, went pretty well with the poetry. Just so you know, I’m impressed with your stuff too!

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