Riddle Poems
Riddle Poems
Riddle (River)
Beginning everywhere
In every drop of rain
I cannot walk or talk
But babble as I run
'Cos my destiny is set
A source of some success
Falling here or there
I bend but do not break
Wandering the land
With feelings without names
And always travelling down
Through villages and towns
Tickling your toes
Graceful as swans
Summer and autumn
I'm diamonds in the sun
- A stream of consciousness.
What am I?