Take myself for a spin
Away from the traffic
The fumes and the din
Travel on the flat paths
Save for odd bridge or lock
Leave all thoughts behind you
Ignore ticking clock
Stop still to watch
As a barge takes a turn
Nod a 'good morning'
To Captain free of concern
Read arty graffiti
As a train rumbles ovehead
Suck in some breath
My legs feel like lead
Follow shiny tracks now
But just for a while
Kids throw bread to the ducks
As they laugh, and they smile
Watch for the dogs
That jump out in your path
I'm not here
To be taking an early bath
Discarded bottles float
Untroubled by wave
Beautiful reflections
Give camera something to save
I turn for home
As I know needs must
But I'll be back soon, canal
In your calmness I trust
I love canals, so much so my house fronts onto one. I so want them to re-open it to traffic. If they do I will pop the kettle on and hope that you can pop in on your next trip.
ReplyDeleteOh wow, I am so jealous of you. I adore water, and in land-locked riverless Birmingham, the canal is about as good as it gets.
ReplyDeleteHope that kettle is popped on soon.