I should have taken some photos…

Photo ©Mike Peel


Wild is the wide sky streamered in pale cloud

roaring with the wind’s voice,

slow and silent the river

running to the wild wide sea

and the egrets wading in the shallows.

Blue and green sinuosity this October water

dark mirror of the bottomless sky

broidered with celandine and bright weed

textured with rocky shoals and tree carcases.

No bridge of golden stone

precious-arched and metrically scanned,

bowing in its evenly paced minuet

to the city at either hand,

can compare in pure beauty

with such luscious liquid life.