Greenwood and Meanders

Greenwood and Meanders

Ah! mid-August and the sunshine

Where the rain plays interlude

And kindled spirits flame by starry sky.

The greenwood pathway is our Venice

A setting rich for thoughtful wonder

The ageing summer sliding idly by. 

Down along the creeping river’s course

A hazy clearing bends into view

Here is where we triumph, here is where we lie

To watch the sunny after-morning

Landings of early falling leaves

The thoughtful moments slowly drifting by.

There we lean once more into each other

Quote the joys of times remembered

For they may fade to nothings by and by

‘Til cloudless sky is rent by cloudful cover

And drops splash fast upon the river

The sorry pain of endings in your eye.

“‘Tis the rain, and look at us

 You in skirt and I in shorts

 Out in August like it was July.

 Let’s away for cover now, my angel

 Ere the rain makes driftwood of us

 See the river rising all the time!”

Fire roaring in the homestead hearth now
A quickly beating rhythm on the panes

We watch the rain cascading from the sky.

The river has poured out unto the rushes

The greenwood stormed by nature’s fury

‘Til brightening horizons 

tell brighter times are nigh.

Smelling sweetly sumptuous is the fallen rain

As we step out into the gathered evening

Lo, the glistening leaves of oaks and pines

Ain’t the forest wondrous! Ain’t it all sublime!

Hand in hand we now resume our voyage

The water in the ditch slides ever slower 

The mud and bank-burst river 

slide slower by than time.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem shared. The amazing description took me with you. I liked the journey leading to the proper ending. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Leslie Philibert]

Enjoyed this, like the quotation verse, this has a Lake poets feeling, well done.