My River yet again came to my aid,
The pain and frustration of those
Whose lack of respect, and sheer impoliteness
Was calmed, by my walk along the Avon.
Strolling with camera to hand;
A gentle time, with the sights and sounds
That always seem to bring me peace.
At first the many people with holidaying children,
Shouting and laughing, free from work;
Running, skipping, playing with balls in the park,
Getting wet by the water shooting up from the ground,
The laughter increasing, the wetter they get;
Unbounded happiness for me to see.
The many left behind, I walk into quieter streams.
The swans gliding past with no noise at all,
The pigeons floating in the air
As they reach for the skies, or land in the trees;
Their sounds of repeated coos,
A balm to my calming spirit.
At last to the quietest part, where I stop and commune,
With nature and my spirit, my special time.
My river at my side, my God in my mind.
The anger, almost departed.
Then the fast walk back, the frustration paling in every
Breath laden step, at last I am back to the start.
Anger dissipated.
Frustration gone.
My River has done its work once more.
My saving grace going on for ever,
And will do so for far longer
Than I will ever be able walk beside it.
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Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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Good write Gold.
I had to turn back again. Parts of a nearby river were flooded over on to the tow paths.
Thanks Orchi, at least I can walk along My River now.
Andy
Ah, your river - I'm really happy it gave you what you needed, Andy.
But what is the reason behind those who show ' lack of respect, and sheer impoliteness'?
Any ideas? because if it can't be explained, It will never be solved....
Thanks Dave.
Yes nowadays respect has gone out of the window, I ma sure you and I still show respect to all though.
Andy
Nah - sorry Andy, I don't show respect where none is earned.
Hey Andy - just a thought (Hope you won't be offended by this suggestion):
Could you not poem one or two examples of the disrespectful egregious conduct you've witnessed? Pitched right it could be both entertainment and a moral tale. I'm sure I'd have fun reading.....
I was born within half a mile of the Thames in Hammersmith, London. All my life I have lived close to rivers and lakes. The Thames runs through my veins. Your poem today brought much nostalgia with it, as did your chosen music. I am a huge jazz fan. I love the imagery your lines gave me this morning Andy. Thank you and have a very happy Saturday.
So glad I could bring back fond memories Cassie.
I have been listening to jazz and classical music all my life and it only ever gets better.
Thank you for your kind words.
Andy
A joyous and peaceful walk beside a river is great medicine for many an ailment Andy. Well penned, well delivered. 🌹
Much appreciated AP, thank you.
Andy
The refuge you find in nature is a treasure my friend, there for you in every mood, every need, never disappointing, it's healing properties boundless. Thank you for sharing your treasure and for the beautiful video.
Nature is a very healing place to be with Bella.
Thank you for your kind words.
Andy
Beautiful dear Andy. 🌹
Most kind Teddy.
Andy
Amazing how nature and one's focus upon it can remove stress and pain. A good write on a subject worthy of mentioning.
Thank you soren, much appreciated.
Andy
I quite understand where you are coming from Andy .. and for what its worth, I have a special place that serves the same purpose as your river Avon .. Neville
Thank you Neville, so glad that you have a special place as well.
Andy
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