Here Down Old Waterways Poem by Ruth Brown

Here down old waterways speeding
Swift thrust through highways sunlit
Greenness springs softly
Sunlight thrills sparkling grasses
Young green newness sings
Of Spring, ever renewing growth.
Swifts dart and flash
Trees lift frenzied fingers
Spattering shadowed pools
Men shout, shattering sweet peace
Silent life of bank and hedgerow
Lapping waters wash with white foam
Reedy banks. Blue and yellow irises
Melt in coloured kaleidoscopes awash
Anxiety retreats over smoke smudged horizons.