Posted: January 12, 2014 in Poetry

by Fiona Lovatt

child beside water

I know the river exactly: how the hills folded
down to the shingle and you there dancing
(you danced often)
The water: clear-blackness stone-smooth
and the sun on your soft hair, dancing
( sunlight softened)

and you were gone, in a step, disappeared
the water closed over you, silent
( a rippling coffin)

from the bank, I flew to reach out my hand
and you smiled, flying down, arms winging
(no gills or fins) 

eyes open and bright you smiled, sinking
and like a tickled fish I threw you
out on to the bank

alive, sweet daughter, aged two.

  1. Chimezie says:

    Wow. Tender poetry

  2. Anene Francis says:

    Sweet memories of he or she playing with the young child around a river bank… I hope she repays the parent’s care by keeping this memory alive… Nice poetry, Emotional

  3. Ezeamalukwuo says:

    There is always something childlike, innocent and pure in the way you write Miss Fiona….this is good, the innocent nature of a child, not knowing the dangers of the world, trusting in the nature, in life, in his parent…this is poetry undiluted

  4. LegendaryCJN says:

    This is the kind of poem one reads more than once to understand; and keeps revisiting, just to get that indescribable and ineffable feeling of childhood naivety.
    The love of a parent to the child who seems so carefree to notice that there’s a great difference between cold water and hot water is here brought to the fore. Also the feeling that comes with the knowledge that a calamity has been averted is highlighted in these lines:

    “and like a tickled fish I threw you
    out on to the bank
    alive, sweet daughter, aged two.”

    This poem should appeal to people of all ages…from children to adults.

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