This poem comes to us from Juliet Wilson author of Crafty Green Poet . I discovered Juliet’s blog after learning she was a recipient of the Bloggers for Positive Global Change award. Congratulations Juliet. She is from Edinburgh, Scotland home of my roots so this poem is especially touching to me. Thank-you Juliet for sharing this with us.
A Riverscape
Spring’s magic water from underground
bright between stones
gurgles like children’s laughter
waterfalls down rocks
tumbling in woodland where
young lovers stroll
and kingfishers dart
meanders through meadows where swallows
swoop and cows graze; farmers fatten
gently in houses behind the hedged
edges of the fields
factories spew poison from banks
constricted by concrete; gulls
dive for dead fish; masked
wizened figures drag
the river bed
for scrap.
flat estuary mud punctuated by lonely calls of curlew
and poor immigrants scraping a living from sinking sands.
sea to the horizon
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