River-Speak.
Oh watery minion of past existence, rivering those
potentized remnants of millions whose
subtle life-happenings earned but fluid award.
You with stored weight of muted dynamics wet sounds
of lament or contentment though unseen
yet held every atom as ancient-kept record.
Deep-level eavesdroppers wrote liquid signatures
on your rocky bed as chromosome cries
preserved in suspension became effervescent.
Kingfisher bird pauses a moment stares head lowered
and hears in pool's depth whispering omens
rendered to bubble in your all-flowing essence.
Furry travellers busily speeding for food reel then
halt at half-sensed signs of ghostly noises
floating below welt in roisterous turbulence.
Stoat, Vole and Otter detect in your watery breath
echoes of non-audible contact with remains
of ancient settlements gone but still churning
Why then do I not catch river-speak when tuned
to legacy's wisdom I wistfully lean to hear
yesteryear-folk by evoking mindful awareness.
River's mystical intellect found drenched in ooze
bears potential music of lost knowledge
which searchers would learn if they but dare.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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I just jumped in the river and flowed along looking for everything you wrote and yes, it was totally beautiful just like River-Speak. brilliant, Fay Slimm x
So evocative of the river - beautifully captured.
Thanks FAY ~ Rivers are very precious in the purification and preservation of life ! Trees thrive on River Banks ~ Animals enjoy their cool and life giving nectar ~ insects and fish spawn and dwell in and by Rivers. How would your River report on the Humans who have lived on her Banks ~ drank her Water and used her for transport from Village to Village ~ did they treat you well ? Do we treat you better now ? I think not ~ Let us PRAISE and PRESERVE our Rivers ~ they are a precious heritage. Thanks for caring ~ Yours BRIAN
Incredible poem, incredible metaphors, incredible writing.
Fay, you are good indeed!
I agree with Fred, you are good indeed. I'm looking to buy a book from you if you have published one. I almost feel like I'm taking advantage of your writing reading it for free. Thank you so very much.
I love being lost in your language again. Your images brought to mind the many pieces of pottery and arrow heads churned up in the sandy banks by the river I played by all of my growing up years. I used to imagine the natives hunting deer and fishing.
“Deep-level eavesdroppers wrote liquid signatures
on your rocky bed as chromosome cries
preserved in suspension became effervescent.” Just beautiful. You are definitely one of a kind. My only negative comment is that I’m upset that I didn’t read your work sooner. Thanks for sharing.
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