Author Lola Ridge Dour riverJaded with monotony of lightsDiving off mast heads....Lights mad with creating in a river... turning its sullen back...Heave up, river...Vomit back into the darkness your spawn of light....The night will gut what you give her. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments