Friday, May 24, 2024

South Platte

born in peaks 
and fed by snow 
she carved her path 
through walls of rock 

beyond those hills 
a city sprawled 
her bounty sought 
her floods endured 

so dams and chutes 
control her flow 
and woods she spawned 
now fade to dust 

but on she rolls 
across the plains 
her power drained 
her glory lost


Note: Initially published in November, 2009