Here, down by the river, there are amazing things to see,
Kingfishers, Otters, Moorhens and even the Water Flea.
All parading together, in Mother Nature's open spaces,
Living out their separate lives, going through their paces.
Hunting for their victuals, they forage along the edge,
Forever keeping vigilant, creeping through the sedge,
Alert and always ready to scuttle away from harm,
Survival's of the essence, when anything gives alarm.
The placid snaking water, perpetually on the go,
Trickling over silt and stones, travelling with the flow,
May Flies darting to and fro, a fascinating sight,
Fishes jumping, hoping to get a really tasty bite.
The sparkle of the sunshine, mirrored in the brook,
Twinkling o'er the surface, teasing my fishing hook,
Whilst waiting for these creatures to come and take the bait,
We hold our rods expectantly, and sit and contemplate.
Here down by the river, there are amazing things to see,
Dragonflies, Pond Skaters and the humble Bumble Bee,
All about their business, in this quiet, peaceful place,
Relying on their ingenuity, to feed their growing race.
A dreamy scene before us, great peace and skies of blue,
Pleasures to make you sigh, in the morning's moistening dew,
Time to stop, stare and marvel at all, in this lush site,
For beauty is in abundance, and replenishes the heart's delight.
How utterly lovely... amazing things to read in this piece too. You bring it to life with a powerful pen. t x
You see so much in nature that could, so easily, be overlooked by those who are less observant. Your descriptions are wonderfully written. I do love this poem. Thank you for sharing. Richard
Blissful poem, at one with nature, there really is nothing better. You've captured the moment so well. Andrew x
Mother Nature should pen you into her will, my dear...Your Golden Pen, once again shines effulgently with rhyme, rhythm & vivid imagework...Awesome work, Poetess E.! FjR
An extraordinary poem Ernestine depicting nature's gifts and delights on the river.Again masterfully crafted.Toad Of Toad Hall Calling? ....... Sid John xx
Somehow, I feel as though I have just returned from a wonderful camping trip, because you remind me of the peace and life found there in nature's place. What a joy it is to be there, and to find that peace....either there or here, in your lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
did you RIGHT this at the river? because it LEFT a great impression of actually being there, so much pictures it was like an art galler.y Love, DKDAVIDIAKARTINA **********please read and review my poems please *************************