The Riverbank. Poem by Graham Jones

The Riverbank.

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Those silver shimmers on waters prance
As dragonflies enact their dance
Across the surface in nimble flight
For lookers on a pure delight

The water reeds now waft in breeze
To irritate the water fleas
That swirl about in clouds of grey
This riverbank in month of May

The moorhens squawk with young in tow
To paddle madly against the flow
As it twists and eddy's around the bends
To meet up with other feathered friends

To walk the banks a pastime leisure
For visitors a time of pleasure
The children glean with added interest
At what is surely natures best.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Spencer 18 March 2006

Graham I live near the Norfolk Broads they are so beautiful in Spring and Summer. I can see the Broads in this poem it is just as beautiful cheers Sylvie

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Ernestine Northover 30 January 2006

Uuuuummmmmmhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! ! Lovely tranquil read this, a real pleasure to sample. I love anything to do with the countryside, and nature. Thanks for posting this one. Love Ernestine XXX

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