FREE VERSE
The Small Rivulet
Punctuated by imagination
The small rivulet, it flows and flows,
meandering through dense forests,
the burbling sound echoing across the horizon,
its route decided meticulously by the brush strokes,
the rocky crevices punctuated beautifully with imaginative colors,
caressing them lovingly, as the tip journeyed on and on,
on the flat of a neat and white drawing paper.