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Riverside.




As I sit and look at the scene before me

In the chill of the evening air

Enjoying the peace and tranquillity

Without a worry or care

Totally entranced by the wonders I see

As the details I start to note

The calmness of the water in the river

Creating an atmosphere so remote

From the constant stress of everyday life

Where time goes rushing by

Which prompts me to now look upwards

To the slight angriness in the Sky

Many shades of grey are before me

Controlled by a darker menacing cloud

Enveloping the upper horizon

As though ready to cover the scene with a shroud

Fields of green up on the hills

And a house in the copse to the right

Sheds coming down to the waters edge

Though almost out of sight

Moored to the bank with a man on board

An old weathered Sailing Barge

Loading his next cargo perhaps

To deliver to the world at large

When the tide is right to sail away

Down the river and way beyond

On water reflecting the angry Sky

Yet with the stillness of the village pond

Now itís time to say goodbye

To take my leave of this idyllic scene

Hopeful of yet another experience some time

Where peace and tranquillity reign supreme


Dennis Shrubshall