Attracted to water

 

I was attracted to water

When I was but a young boy

Whether it was a rippling stream

Or a slow drifting river

Even lakes silently calm

Where I'd be on most weekends

My nearest water close home

Midst of trees whispering on

Was where I'd go out to hide

With birds chirping in their nests

Which silent came as I came

'Til they knew I was a friend

As the sun arced high in the sky

And butterflies glided around

I wished too that I had wings

In azure sky flying high

Arcing over hills and bends

Leaves settling on surface day's end

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I listened to the river

I listened to the river
Now bubbling with such glee
Calm over its sandy bed
I love that it spoke to me

I often come here dreaming
Of those days just you and me
Water weaving past the trees
Like it did for you and me

I feel like an empty room
Heart rattling with so much space
Just to hear your voice again
Hope you are missing me

How I'd love you in my arms
We burned once with such desire
I'm empty like a cardboard box
Wish you'd light my fire for me

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I remember you

I remember you
In World War 2
We fished for tiddlers
In the water under the bridge
Socks, shoes on the bank
You were wading and squealing
And me shouting like anything

Water was cold 
But you were bold
Dress tucked up in your drawers
In the water under the bridge
Held hands then let go
My short trousers just the thing
And jam jars held with string

Tiddler or two 
All we could do
Waded back upstream
In the water under the bridge
Splash you fell over
I turned now you were crying
So spent rest of the day drying

Went on the swings 
To dry your things
Before our walk home
So the water under the bridge
Kept the tiddlers we caught
Lucky your tears were soon gone
You smiled at me and the sun shone

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Tiddlers - Small fish

Yes, I did do this a long time ago but usually with my brother or other boys as the girls in those days kept their distance!

The house by the river

Laurel was her name
Lived in the tumbledown house 
Down by the river

Don't know why I smiled
That day in the marketplace
Her deep dark eyes spoke

Of a loneliness
A pause before she smiled back
And that was the start

We talked for a while 
Then argued about a date
But was invited home

Her son lived with her
Saw his father at weekends
That's when she saw me

She was generous
But as poor as church mouse
I made her happy

And then she told me
They fought over custody
As I kissed her neck

Away interstate
I didn't see her for weeks
Then found she had gone

Her house deserted
The walls creaked but made no sense
But had a sad look

I sat out the back
The river told me nothing
But it never does

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Whisper to me

Whisper to me silver stream
Bubbling from the mountainside 
Of all that you've seen and done
As through this land you gently flow

From that trickle in the heights
Racing down narrow valleys
Tumbling, chuckling over rocks and falls
Rippling through the hills wide arms

Sing along with me my love
As you wend across the plain
Then you curve out of my reach
To rejoin me waiting later on

Now you quench the farmers stock
Fill his dams and watercourses
Keep his growing crops alive
Then flow right on to others call

Mighty water wheels you've turned
Powering mills and factories too
Working men say their prayers
For nought would come without you

Graceful trees grow at your side
Many creatures call you home
Man sails along and makes canals
Pipes your water far afield

Slowly you flow to journey's end
As you join the mighty sea
Rest my love your task's now done
You have reached your final home

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