The Wye in Winter

By hedgehog1

Sat, 03 Jun 2017
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4 comments
 

The Wye in winter cold and clear

A frosty stillness fills the air

Only the river is gliding onwards

Dead leaves of autumn gales as

Eddies catch them trapped

 Trout like spotted thrushes breast

Glide slowly in the stream

 

Old oak roots clasp the river bank

 Holding its post crazily angled over

The wood behind reveals itself

In all its January splendour

Of brambles, tussock grass and moss

All covered in a powdery embrace

Buds frost bound waiting, waiting

For the sap to rise to blossom forth

To live again in springs display

Certificate U
Poem
Nature

Comments

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Each part of the Wye seems very special. I like your drawing attention to the little things that catch the eye in winter, and, the 'waiting buds'. I've written a number of pieces (posted in my 'Countryside Explorations' collection) about our rambles at different parts of the Wye not too distant from us, including recently a visit to Builth. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Good afternoon Rhiannonw,

Thank you so much for your comment on my poem.

I fished the Wye from 1960 until 2001 from Builth Wells through Erwood and down as far as Glasbury. It is a special river to me holding many good memories of my early life through forty one years of fishing and walking the banks.

I will explore your collection and look forward to a good read.

Edward (hedgehog1)

 

Submitted by fatboy74 on

Loved the first two lines and plenty to like thereafter.

 

Submitted by hedgehog1 on

Fatboy74 for your comment on my poem The Wye in Winter. It is much appreciated.

Edward