I recall the river Wharfe, black crows caw
Swaying meadows dance to opulent breeze,
To wander within summer’s clothes she wore
And merging clouds the canopy to tease
When rain on nature’s cloak does gently please.
I recall fields of jade in sun lit dew
The summit of the Beacon’s striking view,
To taste the odours of woodland rambles
Witness the swallows beneath skies of blue
While wood mice wait of fruit laden brambles.
Entered Dizain Poetry Contest
Sponsor Sotto Poet
Theme Summer
written 22/10/2022
Categories:
wharfe, nature, remember,
Form: Dizain
from an in-ground spring
to open arms the north sea…
joyous the river
© Harry J Horsman 2021
Categories:
wharfe, river,
Form: Haiku
Childhood Theme Park
In the shadow of Ilkley Moor,
Cow and Calf rocks watch over.
Growing up in a rural town,
A childhood hillside rover.
Flowing like the River Wharfe,
Young days of endless wonder.
Summertime never ending,
Joys of innocence I plunder.
Nature trails in bluebell wood,
Lido swimming in open air.
Bogey cart down Curley Hill,
No fear for safety, didn’t care.
My town was full of adventure,
I had my very own pebble beach.
Tickling Trout by old bridge,
Hide under stones out of reach.
Hebers Ghyll, moorland streams,
Teasing the whirlpool in May.
Pooh sticks from dusk to dawn,
Just one more perfect day.
Memories of ten years l treasure,
Shaping the person in me.
Ilkley was my first theme park,
Days of future past, let them be.
Categories:
wharfe, adventure, appreciation, childhood, happy,
Form: Rhyme