River Dance Poem by David Wood
River Dance
The chequered rug lay on the ground
Hard boiled eggs and tomatoes on
Plastic plates. A jug of lemon juice
With bees buzzing all around.
Sitting by the river breaking bread,
With children playing on the grass
Dancing round and round in circles,
And ducks and swans waiting to be fed.
Clouds billowing up in an overcast sky
Brings gentle rain falling to the ground
That is over before it truly began,
And the dog stealing a piece of pie.
Buttercups and dandelions carpet the green
And pleasant field, and weeping willows
Sigh with their leaves kissing the river.
The family picnic is a sight to be seen.
bringing out reality from imagination. fantastic Mr. David. Thanks
A feel good poem indeed I want to be at that picnic too, natural flow and love the thieving dog what a sight you need some Aussie sun...regards
... and weeping willows... kissing the river Beautiful like Monet's paintings. Please read my poem 'Monet' when you have time. Great job David.
Wish I was there. Love picnics as much as the ants do! ;) Lovely imagery.
Lovely write...remind me of our days in Europe having picnics with the whole family. Joyfull in every manner! ! !
The varied scenes that flash across during a family picnic! When people take a break from their monotonous routine, they never bother a light drizzle or even stray animals stealing a bit of a morsel! A very enjoyable scene beautifully depicted! !
Lovely picnic that present around the river dance, which fertile the garden along it moving lines_Soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/7/2025 8:47:02 AM # 1.0.0
I love a family picnic. A great poem.