River

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She was an impish child
A silver, snowy stream,
Born of the sunshine
Impregnating permafrost seams.

She wanted to climb
Up the powdery peaks
And spray the blue sky
With wild lily streaks.

But the stern sun and unrelenting glaciers
Turned her into a compliant daughter
And she started her downstream journey
As yielding river water.

She was taught to value her friends,
So she was always be there for them –
They would make mistakes,
She would make amends.

She twisted herself like soft pretzels,
Accommodating people's needs and whims
To the point they took her to be

Boneless

Spineless

Exosseous.

They raised themselves like rocky mountains in her way
Where there could have been fertile prairie land,
To see how far she could stretch
And how much she would bend,

Before she stumbled and lost her track,
Before they could
Laugh at her humiliating wreck.

She was flexible
Like water,
But she wasn't naïve,
The calmer a river looks,
The deeper it dives

Into the side of its rock,
Coaxing it, cajoling it,
Seeping into its each crevice,
Learning its weaknesses
In ways it wouldn't notice.

They had forgotten
That more the mountains
Narrow in on the river,
The faster it flows,
The sharper it slices,
Until one day it reduces
The mountain to rubble,
And swallows it whole.

And one day it rained,
A torrential rain
Of anger and frustration,

And all the deep, dark muddy water
Settled at the bottom
Came swirling up with tension;

Bursting past all the banks
Of imposed moralities,
Destroying the earthern bridges
Of fickle relationships,

Trashing the rocks with the same
Murky silt they threw at her,
All their secrets they sought to hide,
Now revealed forever.

She reduced the mountains to rubble,
Flooding their slimy holes and tunnels
With a fury they had never seen, and
She left them all
In desolation
To join the blue sea.

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Written for a contest by ThePoeticRose .
Elements used: Water and Earth

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