The Lonely Stray Poem by Tony Adah

The river purled in songs
Of loneliness
Along the bed corner of rocks
Dim sighted he eddies
And grope downstream.
What a lonely journey in solitary song?
So the river's song suffers a diminuendo
As he strays
In his lonely exploits
The tributaries join in
With their tributes of songs
There's no meaning in any song
The river lonely walks
And bends and stumble and fall
All in straying moves
Listening to no one.