A Riverside Encounter by Keiron

Cycling in heavy rain, as I love to do,
Dipping down past the coal washery's flue,
When faint from out the old canals weeds
Came softest squeaking among tall-grown reeds.

Alighting, I drew more warily near
Wondering at what creature I could hear
When stole out this otter on whose last cry
Up came her young breaking water close by.

Pacing half-breathed along watery shrubs
Following downstream proud mother and cubs,
When sudden all three purling ripples in tow
Were gone from view, slinking to depths below.

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bobchoi

09 February 2010

Keiron,  this conjures up a wonderful scene of wild life by the water's edge... peaceful and serene.  Its highly descriptive and stylish and it  rhymes beautifully and effortlessly.  In my opinion, a masterpiece!

m n m n I

09 February 2010

You took me into each scenery, Keiron
Quite a contrast cycling in heavy rain in NYC
especially the creatures

Love this poem and your use of words

Prince

10 February 2010

This is good, Kieron.

Possum

13 February 2010

I like this poem - the style, the rhymes - just beautiful.  Congrats!

Keiron

13 February 2010

Thank you Prince

Keiron

13 February 2010

Thank you Possum

Keiron

22 February 2010

Thank you m n m n I + bobchoi,

High praise indeed! 

I confess that it was actually my dad who saw these otters; what I hoped to do in writing this poem was to capture and convey some of his excitement and vivid decription when telling us of this unique early morning encounter. 
I hoped to enter this poem into a local BBC television's wildlife competiition but forgot about it and missed the deadline. 
It must have been a fantastic sight to see though - as the last otter (let alone a mother and two cubs) seen around these parts was about 10 years ago.  
It was weird discovering otter's make a squeaking sound!
Cheers!

Shakespril

16 March 2010

Good work!

^_^

rock chick

12 May 2010

Lovely imagery - I liked it a lot.

Also see: A Pretty Obvious Version of a Limerick (Grampa Pogi) • Flinging (mlambere) • Poems in the waiting room (mature gent) • LISTEN TOYOUR SILENCE (mature gent) • The Waiting Game (elaineh) • My Dear Valentine (bobchoi) • kjhkj (Elkapan) • valentine (wolfeyesofgoldenrays) • The Dream (Possum) • What Love Is (m n m n I)

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