TAR

Meandering, stirring up thrills

And stumbles of long ago,

Our evening chats ebb and flow

Depositing rich sediment

In the river bed below

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I had purpose, I was destined —

The path was clear, so it seemed

Up ahead the ocean gleamed

Its briny infinite calling

“Rush to me and be redeemed...”

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On your gentle curving banks are

Suddenly my waters thrust,

Into misty waves combust,

Siren songs and undercurrents

Teasing out my wanderlust

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Tossed and whipped in twists and turns,

Churning whirlpools, vortices,

Drowning out my rambling peace,

Pent-up tension, stiff resistance,

Promises of sweet release

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Once a mighty artery now

Splintered in a thousand veins

Zig-zagging through flooded plains

Lost in your entangled delta

Only stubborn hope remains