Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Something About Rivers Sings

Always in my heart my mind my soul
there has been something about rivers;
for me rivers sing, tugging at my heart strings...
with an ebb and flow, that will not, let go soul -

Fishing on river banks on wharves is a nice delight
to bait hooks in time honoured anticipation of bite;
first upon hook strike from depths in waters out of sight...
to pull in long line oh joy to reel in rod line cast -

On river banks standing thinking enjoying
watching currents whirlpool ebb and flow;
there is a peace, which first appreciates calms...
then time comes an urge, to dive in to swim now -

Dive in to swim still waters is not good for fishing
but oh the call the call of cool waters hot day waiting;
even on rainy days or in chill winter creeks fast running...
in high mountain alps with young ice cold water baiting -

would not Sam the water rat release swim desire pounding
rush joy fast rapid flow in high pass mountain waters leaving;
within my soul screams swim swim immerse within swimming...
chill winter call on flesh under water fast swimming swimming -

means chill air bite exposure wind is not winning winning
soul in joy is moments free moments bliss bliss living living;
old river time in high mountain creeks is young young calling...
water time shifting changing terrains climates is bewitching -

Always in my heart my mind my soul
there has been something about rivers;
tugging at my heart strings, for me rivers sing...
with an ebb and flow that will not let soul go -

Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Thursday, March 14, 2013
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