JOSIE'S POEMS

Poems About our
Beautiful Natural World


By Josie Whitehead

River

THE SILVERY RIVER

By Josie Whitehead

Silvery River (The)

Silvery river, sparkling wavelets,

    And stony pebble-bed.

A tiny trickle’s left behind you

    And a city’s far ahead.

 

Mirrored images in water

     Are carried on your tide.

Fish swim forwards in your belly;

    Sheep graze at your side.

 

Lustrous clouds and silvery shadows

    Dance upon your face.

Spiders’ silken webs above you,

     Spun as fine as lace.

 

Reflections find a home for dancing:

     Clouds drift way up high.

Birds that flutter, swoop or hover,

    Skim across the sky.

 

Other movement’s now above you -

    Aircraft overhead -

But you sail onwards, ever seawards,

     On your stony bed.

 

Listen!  Can you hear a city

    With its mighty roar?

City towers now etch the skyline;

    While ships may touch your shores.

 

With countryside left far behind you,

     Guess what comes in view?

The sea is beckoning, silvery river,

       So bon voyage to you.

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Bridge
Tower Bridge, London
with River Thames underneath.

NOTE:  You only say the shores of a river when that river is in an estuary to the sea.  Usually there will be a city with people and buildings, and probably ships on the shores.  In its early part, you say 'the banks of the river' or perhaps there could be a little beach, as in our town.  There is actually more than one where children play and paddle in the river - and picnic of course.