Tree By The River – Poem by Manonton Dalan
TREE BY THE RIVER
Gigantic tree’s canopy, there I lay
Dreaming how the world could be
Beyond those clouds, the horizon
Would there be one like me, alone
Got up pick up the roundest stone
Cast to the river and glide by its own
Hits a ripple, goes airborne
For a kid like me, it is a phenom
By the grassy banks, frogs abound
Love to disturb them,
into the river they plunge
Never tried to catch them because they slime
So beautiful, shiny greenish yellow, brown
Water is crystal clear,
see fishes swimming
Stones unturned are coated with stringy green
Constantly dancing as the little shells cling
Reach down to touch the water
Felt something came to me, a power
Don’t know what it was but still here
Manonton Dalan
This entry was posted on June 24, 2015 by nigel borrington. It was filed under Gallery, Irish rivers, Landscape, Poetry Gallery and was tagged with irish landscape, Kilkenny, Manonton Dalan, Nigel Borrington, poems, poetry, river barrow, rivers, Tree by the river.
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