Poetry

Monday, 23 May 2016

Brown River Gentle

Frog swims slow in the midday sun
Ducks paddle low in bank shadow then are gone
All the spring goes in and out with the tide
Brown river flow gentle, gentle

Bittern blow their bottle-neck boom
Herons shuffle the Egrets for room
Moor hen nestle their nests with pride
Brown river flow gentle, gentle

Water turns in pools mercurial and blind
The Ash burns in the Sun, the willow wills the wind’s mind
Water boatmen doing back-stroke from side to side

Brown river flow gentle, gentle

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