Along the Riverbanks

A photo of my son when he was nine inspried this poem...he was fishing on riverbank.

There is a sweet wafting breeze
within rustling of emerald leaves;
golden flora along the riverbanks
a sweet fragrance it weaves.
Invisible footprints of summer days
along the steps of eroded stones;
washed away with hands of time
memories the riverbanks own.

Children play while parents work
fishing and having fun;
making memories for themselves
laughing in the warmth of sun.
Fishing upon the river rocks
in reflections of a lazy stream,
are  innocent faces of children
and a catfish in their dreams,
beneath the branches in the shade
listening to songs of the bluebird,
while the crickets serenade.

And as the children fall asleep
and like a cloud drift away;
twinkle... twinkle... little star
they dream about their day;

Images of laughing waters
sing a rippling lullaby,
within a honeysuckle breeze,
along the ancient riverbanks
eating blueberries 'neath the trees.

 

©SyberRose

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading...SyberRose

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

You make the river and nature come alive in your wonderful imagery and you paint a oneness of joy between your son and fishing...Bravo...................

[SyberRose]

Thank you Sami...a little different poem for me but enjoyed writing it...:)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....................

[Karen]

This is a beautiful poem so full of imagery and serene beauty that it made me what to go to a riverbank and just sit there to observe and write. I like the beautiful rhyme scheme that brought this poem together so wonderfully.

[SyberRose]

thank you Karen and i'm glad you enjoyed this piece...Rose:)

[Angi]

Rose, this is a beautiful poem for your son. Those days of total freedom were so fleeting when you look back on them. When you are living them, they feel like they will go on and on and on. One day you wake up and time starts ticking at a fast clip. Bittersweet. Angi~
PS: Did you mean to say eroded instead of eroted in the 6th line? I could not find eroted in my dictionary.

[SyberRose]

thank you for bringing that to my attention Angi...i will edit and i'm glad you enjoyed Angi...thanks for peeking in this morning...Rose:)

[Angi]

Always a pleasure, Ms. Rose! Have a beautiful day.

[Rita L. Sev]

This poem engages every sense - beautiful! Thank you for sharing.

[SyberRose]

Thank You Rita...nice to hear from you...it was inspired by my son when he was nine...I have a photo of him on my website fishing on the riverbank. Thanks again.

[jerrypat]

Another lovely, laid-back kind of a poem, rich in nostalgia and innocence. There are segments of this poem which take me back to "other" days.

[SyberRose]

thank you Jerry for your sweet comments...and I like the photo too but I liked the other one also.read morethank you Jerry for your sweet comments...and I like the photo too but I liked the other one also.

SyberRose