The River and The Waterfall

The trickle and the creek

Became the river and the waterfall

The River and the waterfall I hear


The holes in the ground

Became pools in themselves

Pools in themselves reflect the sky


The leaves on the trees

Are falling to the floor

To the floor they are coated yellow and brown


Even after the downfall and the thunder

Even after the mist and the clouds


Nothing stops the out pour

With you I want to do nothing, but something is holding me back.

Non bio degradable orange peels.

I'm more okay than you can imagine.

Today's improverb:

"I believe it's not butter."

Improverbs

I decided to remember some of the phrases that my mind comes up with. So, I'm writing them down as I go throughout the day, and I'll share some here on my blog. This is somewhat similar to weird phrases you wold find on Sobe bottle caps. Today's Improverb is:

"Prepare yourself for an evening of gold standard proportions."

(I picture this said in a deep, intensely hushed voice like a commercial for a new t.v. series)