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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
To sit and watch the restless flow Beside the river bank The Kingfisher darting to and fro The broken boat that sank Bull Rush song on gentle breeze Humming to the sky Otters trying to be a tease I watch the world go by Memories flood and fill my head With days of yesterday We used to come and make our bed In that old stack of hay Friendly faces laugh at me Their smiles are wide and bright Mischief in their eyes I see They’re bathed in warm sunlight Friends now sailing through their life Adrift upon their boat Some friends gave up along the way For them ………it wouldn’t float The Buttercups in spangled gold Gather gaily along the bank They would tell if lies were told And when your story ….sank As I sit with wandering thought And dream …….of yesterday A cry rings out a fish is caught But the next one……. got away In gossamer blur the Dragon Fly Drifts in and dips his toe The Lilly pads just float and sigh Their song is soft and low And then the farmer big with brawn A really frightening sight ‘Get out ’he’d shout ‘you’ve crushed my corn’ I’d dream of him all night We’d all play soldiers… dustbin lids Would make do as our shield After all we were only…. kids As we rushed across the field Dirty shirts and tattered shorts Our proud new uniform And old stick was a gun of sorts Our orders cuneiform Yes this old bank brings back those times When children ruled the world When ‘Thinking Big’ was our only crime And promises unfurled It always seems at times like this When you think of life gone by That when you stole your first loves’ kiss These days would never die But this cruel old world just beats you down And puts you in your place And if you walk and don’t look ‘round They’re gone without a trace So when you’re feeling down and out And all life skies are grey Don’t give up just give a shout And quietly slip away Take your self and your thoughts away And slowly fill your tank And if you haven’t got one of your own Share my riverbank Everyone's welcome Jon Mewett |
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Chanson Senior Member
since 2000-08-19
Posts 1559Up Creek w/Out Paddle |
Jon, you make your poetry come alive with color and sincerity. This is a beautiful invitation. How can one not accept!?  ...chanson~ Music, tonal clear & pure, Caresses the harshest of curves. -me, Song of Gesture |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
Jon, I love this story. I can picture all the antics you and your friends shared. You are right, when life seems tough we can always retreat back to days of old. Wonderful poem! My kind of "music" so to speak! Deb |
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Wesley the Blue Member
since 1999-09-02
Posts 426Forest Lake, MN, USA |
Very beautiful Jon. I can feel the meloncoly as you look back upon those years past. I loved the imagry too. Thank you for a wonderfull read. Keith W. Mullin Even in the darkest night, someone will be there holding a candle for you. |
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Moon Dust
since 1999-06-11
Posts 2177Skelmersdale, UK |
Thanks Jon you bring back some memories of my own Sometimes you have to let go and move on, But never let go of the memories. |
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kcsgrandma Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1522Presque Isle, ME |
I enjoyed this. You paint a vivid picture, and I saw it all in my mind (which is not a bad way to visit such a spot). I especially love the kingfishers. Thanks for a good read. To love another person is to see the face of God. - Les Miserables Marilyn |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
Thanx everybody. Jon |
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BSC
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Member Elite
since 2000-02-04
Posts 2919New York, USA |
Jon, How beautifully you describe those lost days of childhood. I spend my daydreams on the shores of a lake, seems nothing can replace those carefree days. Bonnie |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
greatly enjoyed your riverbank....  ..to be a kid again...times were simple..little thoughts were big...everything seemed awesome... hugs, dg she doesnt want the kind of love she can live with--she wants the kind she cant live without -clint black |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Thanks for sharing your memories, Jon! Lovely poem! Congratulations on your 1,000 post and honoring me with it! Denise |
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Jon Mewett Senior Member
since 2000-03-04
Posts 1304 |
thanx Denise well this 1001 .........wow jon |
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