JOSIE'S POEMS

Poems About Our Natural World

By Josie Whitehead

River

THE MIGHTY RIVER

By Josie Whitehead

Mighty River (The)

The mighty river leads a life
     So different to our own.
It beats a path through dale and town
     On a bed that’s rough with stone.

It trickles down from haunts in hills;
     It flows to meet the sea,
And leads an independent life 
     With little thought of me.

Its moods swing wildly day by day
   And weather plays its part.
Streams that flow from heathered hills
    Can stir its watery heart.

It flows one day with quietude
     Along its pebbled bed.
Next day, when rain has beaten down,
      It flows with speed instead.

It’s then its waters swirl and churn;
     Its currents seek out prey –
And woe betide the foolish ones
     Who in its path should stray.

But a river plays capricious games
     And can show a cordial face.
Children paddling in the sun
     Can enjoy its cool embrace.

Families picnic on its banks 
     And dogs wade in and swim
And, on warm summer evenings, 
       Watch the swallows dive and skim.

Ducks rear their young and children play.
     The river sees them all
Whilst streaming on its seaward way
     Through dale and urban sprawl.

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See also:  The Roving Rivera poem packed with personification.