Alpine River

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Even in the allegedly flat valley
The river ran boiling over its rocky bed
Looking out of our cabin window
I could see white electric splashes of water
Gashing along in evening gloom


Boisterously noisy in Alpine stillness
Laughing around boulders
Burbling drunkenly against its banks
Massive ice its head waters
The river was attempting an escape
Scrambling over obstacles
Scudding away from the mountains
To lazy riverine days on plains below

Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond

https://thecheesesellerswife.wordpress.com/

 

2 Comments to “Alpine River”

  1. This is beautiful. Especially the metaphors, love them!

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