And the stream was long and narrow <br />Running 'side.....the crooked marrow <br />Of the smoked-black....wooded bark <br />Through the dark woods of Killclarke <br /> <br />And, on Augustides...afternoons face <br />We watched magic......take its' place <br />Off the windbreaks and the shadows <br />Silhouettes..........of nesting sparrows <br /> <br />Flight juxtaposed....and flanked in ''V <br />Then breaking flank.......in serpentine <br />They flutter..............into verdant tree's <br />And, goldenrod is aroused in breeze <br /> <br />'Bove our heads windpipes in whistle <br />Stroking.......... prickled flower thistles <br />Painting colours........shades of green <br />Creating the artists..........finest dream <br /> <br />And, could life yet, get.........any better <br />Then with you, and i................together <br />Sharing love...............against the bark <br />By the cool streams..........of Killclarke<br /><br />Frank James Ryan Jr...FjR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/by-the-streams-of-killclarke/
