canal barges in the rain
a long time coming
it’s summer again
a fisherman wriggles
to free his line
disturbing the stillness
water is time
I’m slowly going to each lock
to find love again
the canal has no clock
she left no message
when she left that day
took the green barge
Didn't want to stay
frozen eyeball, words so numb
winters gone ,
cant replace the sun
shire horses pulling
Your barge away
you took the parrot
what could it say
still got the racehorse
i ride now I’m alone
it’s now my only friend
in a stable at home
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Lovely picture of our countryside within your words and along comes romance adding it's colour.
The racehorse a metaphor to juggle where the mind will take it LOL.
A quite enjoyable read as a hint of spring is in the air today along with desires to wander away from lockdown etc.
Thanks Dusk ,,Pleased you like it
It’s sadness with a parrot ,what could it say ,, and a racehorse ,,,with the development of spring ,, it’s all there lol
Good imagery.
Thanks trenz
Canal and barges, colourful and romantic - Tick.
Love lost? - Tick.
Dash of surreal humour - Tick.
Nah , can't see much wrong with that: in fact I like it.....
Thanks very much DD ,
A fine write, Munro.
That picture and your beautiful poem made we want to go on a canal boat trip!
Your words created a wonderful picture Munro, maybe that barge will return one day and your home will be filled with 'Pieces of eight'.
Andy
Thanks for great new comments
If you can’t do much in life
To get anyone to take notice of what you say ,it doesn’t matter , if you can move an emotion with your poem
Sad and wistful. There is an old canal system close to where I live, and I love walking along the canal banks. The barges are now the narrow-boat variety, with no horses, but they still look beautiful. Nice poem.
Thanks Robert ,for liking the poem
Another great poem . I like your style of writing
Thanks Yellowrose
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