The Secret of the Estuary

rivers whisper
in silver tongues
secrets to the sea
which only those
who drink it’s waters
may understand,
so reticent to share
their confidences
of what they’ve seen
that they speak
only in alluvium phrases
and with each new mystery
they do impart
the last is lost

sad song about a fountain

the fountain sings the saddest song
in tears that fall and fall once more
reflected back upon former glories
days gone, ever lost in water’s pure

the fountain knows just one song
and sings today as it did back when
lovers used to wish on bright futures
this spring sang hopes and dreams back then

but now this song is lost and weary
so many wishes washed away
like marble bright worn round and dreary
only shadows of former days.