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River Creature<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n I grew from a trickle<\/p>\n down from the sky, Then a sudden surge <\/strong><\/p>\n Johanna Boal<\/strong> lives in Beverley, East Yorkshire and is a librarian for the local council\u00a0 IShe has poetry published in poetry space anthologies, a small publishing company in Bristol, united press, London, and has read over the radio,\u00a0 showcasing online, revival Journal- Limerick, Galway review, Galway, Ireland. Recently she was short listed for Bridport Prize and her children’s book was long listed in The Sunday Times Newspaper.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" River Creature I grew from a trickle down from the sky, Slowly but surely, Carved out a bed Using sand, pebbles, Mud and rocks Anything I could Grab hold of With my big watery hands, I took giant steps, Similar to running It felt like a race, I acquired tree trucks And […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-6493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6493","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=6493"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6493\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6495,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/6493\/revisions\/6495"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=6493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=6493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=6493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nSlowly but surely,
\nCarved out a bed
\nUsing sand, pebbles,
\nMud and rocks
\nAnything I could
\nGrab hold of
\nWith my big watery hands,
\nI took giant steps,
\nSimilar to running
\nIt felt like a race,
\nI acquired tree trucks
\nAnd branches,
\nWhatever could float?
\nWith my big watery feet,<\/p>\n
\nOut of my mouth
\nI\u2019m in the deep-sea
\nWith other river creatures,
\nThis grew from a trickle
\nComing down from the sky<\/p>\n