beautiful river

[indigo23]

i sit by this river as it willy nilly flows i love the sound as it goes, i am sat on a rock in the centre of this powerfull creation, and i think of my mortality as the water passes by in the blink of an eye there's something new and tranquil about this river i hold so deep in my memoires, it was of a happyer time in my earlyer years as a boy with wonder in his eye as time past by so quick that boy is now a man and that river seems so small now not so powerfull anymore i wish things could stay the same for ever as a child, now i have lost my sence of joy and imagination because he is lost in that tranquil destination.i can not find that boy any more all thats left is a man scared of this altication wondering wht mite have been where did it all go wrong.

[vulture]

Good things in this river overflowing with nostalgic poignancy.
Might I suggest you break it up into stanzas? As its laid out, it reads
more like prose than poetry. I feel it could also use a bit of editing--
a word subtracted here and there and the spelling cleaned up.

-beautiful river

i sit by this river
as it willy nilly flows
i love the sound as it goes

sat on a rock in the center
of this powerfull creation,
i think of my mortality
as the water passes by
in the blink of an eye

there's something new and tranquil
about this river i hold so deep in my memories-
of happier times in my earlier years
as a boy with wonder in his eye

time passed by so quick
that boy is now a man
the river seems so small now
not so powerfull anymore

i wish things could stay
the same forever as a child,
now i have lost my sense of joy
and imagination because he is lost
in that tranquil destination.

i cannot find that boy any more
all that's left is a man scared
of this altercation wondering
what might have been?
where did it all go wrong?

[roadrunner3]

I enjoyed both the poem and the edit.
Have felt this way many times myself,
wanting to discover wonder again.
RR