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The Bubbling Brook
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Randal Burd


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The bubbling brook flows softly, gently,
Into the rapid, rushing stream
Which flows on swiftly, soundly forward,
Not pausing once to stop and dream.

It flows unceasing, swiftly onward,
To now regain time long since spent
In lazing, dreaming, hoping, wishing,
As a brook that softly, gently went. 


This poem first appeared in The Candlelight Poetry Journal (1998).
Used here with permission.

 



Randal Burd teaches adult education classes and works with at-risk youth at a residential treatment facility in rural Missouri. He has a Master's Degree in English Curriculum & Instruction from the University of Missouri and his work has been published in a variety of publications. A married father of two, Randal enjoys doing genealogy research when he is not indulging in his self-sabotaging compulsion to write poetry that rhymes.

 

 


Post New Comment:
Michael:
Love the feeling of a small pocket of stillness that this poet often needs. My most productive time is what most people would label "wasting" time. Thank you, Randal.
Posted 06/18/2019 11:48 AM
vscholtz:
Remarkable! Is this a "form" or your original and subtly clever invention? thanks
Posted 06/18/2019 09:34 AM


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