Sun kissed early morning rivulets
shimmy and shiver over seven stones
as the rising sun plays hide and seek
with the rolling cloud; fleckles of gold
twirl a chattering route over meadows,
through reedbeds. Teasing the sharp eyes of
warbling birds, silent vole and laughing ducks,
the river carries its reflections
in shiny sequins, races the hidden
fireball now high over seasonal cloud
breaking only to conspire in a wink,
as they both head for the reunion
where rivergold and sungold will dance
a rocking embrace with summer sea.
Rocking every second until sundown,
salt and silt fading black surrender
to the soft swish rhythm of the moon.