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    When the Sun Touched the River
    When the Sun Touched the River
    When the Sun Touched the River
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    When the Sun Touched the River

    By Jeff Edrich

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    When The Sun Touched The River is a story told in poems and poetic prose about the beginning, middle, and end of a loving relationship. Many of the individual poems/stories are written in a style reminiscent of American Indian writing, employing nature as a metaphor for the qualities of the beloved.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBookBaby
    Release dateJul 30, 2015
    ISBN9780988358935
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      When the Sun Touched the River - Jeff Edrich

      When the Sun Touched the River

      Also by Jeff Edrich

      Dream of Broken Feathers

      Visit website: www.jeffedrich.com

      Email: jeff.edrich@yahoo.com

      Copyright © 2015 Jeff Edrich

      All rights reserved.

      Cover Design by Kit Foster

      www.kitfosterdesign.com

      ISBN-13: 978-0-9883589-3-5

      For The Angel

      That Came

      ***

      When the bonds we knitted

      have become a memory

      we shall know

      what utter grace it was

      to have loved one another

      ***

      Acknowledgements:

      Thanks to Steve Haggerty,

      Linda Shaw,

      Heather Fullerton,

      Jennifer Ciotta,

      Vincent T. Dacquino,

      the Mahopac Writers Group,

      and all my friends who have given me

      so much comfort and support.

      CONTENTS

      I Am Making This Fire for You

      I Love You

      Your Heart in the Wind

      Across the River

      Trust Your Heart

      Your Picture

      I Listen

      On the Wings of Morning

      Shard of Sun

      Bounding Over the Fields

      The Heat of Her

      Layers

      Under the Tree

      Raspberries

      For You     Written by the Angel

      Anchor

      Swimming

      Angel

      You Call With Silent Waves

      I Was Full

      The Power of Your Name

      Offering

      Morning

      Your Warmth

      The Birds Have Come

      Before We Touch

      How Unexplainable Was Our Joy?

      The Bend in the Grass

      Shhh…Right Here

      How You Came into the World

      The Flower of Your Garden

      She’s Here

      Two Souls

      Mother Goddess

      On the Wind

      Leaf

      Vista

      I Am Shifting

      I Loves a Woman

      The Joy of My Morning

      Warm Earth

      Mirror

      Waking

      A Note

      Whisper

      When the Bones Are Made

      While Driving

      Even the Birds Fly Close

      No One Will Understand

      What Light Is

      Sense

      Sails in the Wind

      Circling Love

      The Language of Water and Thirst

      Flower in the Field

      Her Light

      Washing Through My Core

      A Poet

      The Light in Her Hand

      Where Are You

      Clear Light

      Watering the Plants

      Underneath

      What You Don’t Know

      Every Morning

      The Way You Loved Me Then

      Sun Cloud

      The Veil

      A Patient Cloud

      Afterglow

      To Look at a Room

      Soft Mourning

      Soft Cloth and Canvas

      Wind and Water

      In My Bones

      The Winds of Fall

      Endings

      The Sun Rests Upon the World

      Come Back to Me

      Harvest

      Clear

      The Geese on the Hill

      Like Leaves of Fall

      Still

      Your Voice

      About the Author

      Everything I will give you…

      The water, the sun

      and one another.

      I Am Making This Fire for You

      I am making this fire for you.

      If you could look through the many trees,

      you would see my hands gathering stones

      from the river and branches from the ground.

      If you could look through the hills and mountains,

      you would see my bones kneeling to the sun god,

      finding the lost arrows, planting seeds in the valley.

      If you could listen across the fields,

      you would hear my voice singing…

      My little leaf, my tree, my wings above the earth.

      The wind blows this day home,

      and the still mountain sleeps.

      The long black night leaves its stars

      in the shallows of the river.

      Breath moves my hands.

      I peel the thin branch, stripping its bark.

      It is soft and smooth underneath.

      I am close to the ground,

      drawing a line between here and the clouds,

      setting a mark

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