Moss covered stones line the river’s edge,
thus there is no need to dredge.
Water’s flowing swiftly on its way,
for it cannot ever stay.
A prying vole peeps, sussing the scene,
with his nose alert and keen.
He ventures forth to forage about,
far from his discreet hideout.
But shy is he, when disturbed he’ll flee.
sanctioning no scrutiny.
I see insects, they all please the eyes,
ladybirds and butterflies.
Swarms of gnats gyrate and pirouette,
above playful ripples, wet.
May flies hover in the warming sun,
as their forerunners have done.
Buzzing bees searching for nectar new,
among the wild flowers, pursue.
Grasshoppers jumping around my feet,
chirping loudly, one, to greet.
A robin smart, sits upon a fence,
could his braveness be pretence.
Nettles and grasses coating the bank,
are the backdropp for greenshanks
Those sandpipers, who motionless, peer
into shallows, crystal clear.
A speckled thrush sings out to his mate,
wondrous notes I hear vibrate
Across the fields, such a dulcet sound,
whilst I’m walking, homeward bound.
© Ernestine Northover
This peice is beautiful, I have a lot of respect for you and your amazing tallent Ernestine Love duncan X
There is so much beauty in mother nature, especially along the river bank. This is very well written from the heart, and thank you for sharing your journey home with us. This reminds me of my poem 'The River That Flows'., a serene place I used to go in my teens, to ponder, write, and just sit. There is a calm in the water's ripples, and the wildlife that takes advantage of it. I agree with Duncan, you have a talent, so WRITE ON girlfriend. Love & hugs, Barbara
Just a wonderful, desciptive work of genius. One for my favourites. Andrew x
Ohhhhh! What a lovely glimps of nature! ! Being snowbound right now, I can't tell you how much this one meant to me Ernestine! ! Many thanks for writing...and for just being YOU! ! Hugs, Dee
Very descriptive and image provoking words employed, nice work. I love it! Lilly :)
Very lovely Ernestine and with a fittingly beautiful title. Thank you very much
Resplendently classic, Northover! You fleck Mother Earth's offspring with dovefeathered stroke. Vivid imagework, and darting vernacular all mesh into one literary burst of compelling work...Young lady, you continue to impress & satisfy. ~ FjcR ~
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely observations of nature, both lively and restful, I enjoyed this very much. Love from David