Riverwood

tall red maple leaves are inviting

we walk inhaling the cool light

moss, wood ferns, wildflowers edging 

our pathway of pebbles & grass 

we pass the storm-struck fallen tree

scattering bark, a haven shed

for chipmunks, squirrels, buzzing bees

and birds with wings of black & red

terrain is rugged yet wood-soft

at the credit river, we marvel-

wood duck, mallard, and blue heron

catching fish & blueing sky joyful

Riverwood, Mississauga City, Ontario

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Let's Take a Walk in the Woods - Thank you for your visits and comments.

Riverwood

Which way do I turn, if not, to you
Woodsy path is wild - wheat, grass, moss
Berries abound, colorful as birds
As summer mornings cool as iced tea
Under pines & sugar maple trees
River-bound, the air is pristine
Rebirthing within me, slate so green

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Septet (7 lines) poetry form, hosted by Frank Hubeny.   

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Walk with me by the Riverwood

tangerine leaf fell
not with creak-creaking sounds
nor screech-screeching seagull's cries
but with firm swish
into the river's belly,
mirror of lazy summer- 


tides gently rock
as blue sky pitches its ageless swansong


under his bug-bitten skin,
his heart was green
pasture, fluffy with cottonseeds-

Posted for dVerse Poets - Quadrille -  post of 44 words with the word CREAK.   Spent a wonderful autumn afternoon in Riverwood, a conservation area in our city.  Thanks for joining us.

throes of early spring

leaves are delicate rust
    mulched in sepia

as carpet of tendrils
   rise, underfoot 

every bud is heady
    as spring roars, steps

into the view, from bridge
   to field of weeds -

overhead, sloping hills
   tides flow, taking troubled

waters away, to breeze's sway
    my dress of green

and bucket of seeds, ready
     to garden, we dig

as butterflies, with tiger-striped
      hues, flutter wings, so new 

At Riverwood Conservation

By Grace @ Everyday Amazing

Song in my Mind:   Bridge Over Troubled Waters, No. 1 in 1970 by Simon and Garfunkel 

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub -  Poetics is Oldies but Goodies, hosted by Lillian ~  Join us when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.