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The rolling river

The rolling river

Stained smudged brown is the rolling river meandering through the valley betwixt shudddering shiver..effortlessly exploding from the waterfall like a menacing psycopathical insane  screwball..as fierce as a lion with a deafening roar, an eruption of impressive, vomiting outpour

Showering shreaded torrents with threaded flows shining whilst sparking thru summer’s sunshine glows..eternally effervescent, bubbling forevermore.. a perpetually, in perpetuum , reservoir

Spilling, splurging, undulating on and on.. til the timelessness of existence..a twelth of never marathon..a freshwater, natural running brook.. such an endless open story book..by and by.. rolls the river on it’s journey to the sea..like a raging inferno from a stormy banshee

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Cherie Leigh

HI Jill....What a beautiful picture you chose to go along with this rolling river...You portray the river as having a more menacing rough nature....unpredictable and powerful in its presence as it rolls to the sea...Lovely imagery.  Nature is just so inspiring!  xo Love n Hugs

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Jill Tait

Aww Thanks my love I’ve literally just done it lol xx always do few daily amuse myself & very wet today so lost in my bubble of thought!! ❤️❤️❤️

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A Lonely Journey

Jillian, 
I'm so impressed by you! What an amazing write! You absolutely nailed the violent, tumultuous feel of a raging river, and I think it ties into the craziness of life. 
Exceptional write, my friend!! 
Hugs, 
Matthew. 

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Jill Tait

Awwww Matthew coming from you with an amazing talent & caring soul I am honoured so Thanks loads & lots & lots like jellytots my friend 💕💕💕💕💕

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