Crooked Creek

[Poppy]

Crooked Creek

Trickling from a mountain spring, its flow
increases as it cascades down the hills
meandering through pastures and meadows.
It passes over boulders, gravel and rocks made
smooth over centuries.

It cuts it way East through riparian land owned
by settlers passed down to relatives then
and now, all leery of anyone who might
trespass. Livestock graze near its banks using
it for a drinking trough.

Walking along its canopied shallows one
wonders who has walked here before. A
solider of the Confederacy, an Indian, a cowboy
headed west. But you also wonder why
civilization has become its worst enemy.

[Granny5]

Crooked Creek

Trickling from a mountain spring, its flow
increases as it cascades down the hills
meandering through pastures and meadows.
It passes over boulders, gravel and rocks made
smooth over centuries.

It cuts it way East through riparian land owned
by settlers passed down to relatives then
and now, all leery of anyone who might
trespass. Livestock graze near its banks using
it for a drinking trough.

Walking along its canopied shallows one
wonders who has walked here before. A
solider of the Confederacy, an Indian, a cowboy
headed west. But you also wonder why
civilization has become its worst enemy.

Good Job Pop!

[CdnReader]

This is so lovely, Poppy, especially this first verse....



Trickling from a mountain spring, its flow
increases as it cascades down the hills
meandering through pastures and meadows.
It passes over boulders, gravel and rocks made
smooth over centuries.

....which makes me feel like I'm right there, wandering alongside the stream. I can hear the babbling of the brook and smell the freshness of the moving water. Then again, I'm a real sucker for water poems. :p

[Pendragon]

One like myself lives in that last stanza. A Southern Man with reoccuring dreams of dying as a Confederate Soldier, a Cowboy, and with Cherokee blood, oh yeah, the stanza sings my songs. For the record I do not believe in reincarnation, but I do wonder about those very real dreams at times, and why I created two characters, Tobias Kirkwood, the ghostly Confederate, and Mason Rawhide, the seven foot African-American Cowboy. At least a third of all cowboys were black as I found studying history... Hummm. Great poem, Poppy. When you put out your book, sent me a copy!

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[Poppy]

You guys are too kind....thanks bunches.

Granny, thanks hon, you know the place.
CDN, this is a real place and at points it will take your breath away
Pen, You know the South holds so much historical significance. I don't think one would ever run out of topics. By the way Granny is the Civil War buff and expert around here.

[CdnReader]

CDN, this is a real place and at points it will take your breath away


In that case, I better come visit someday. *grin*

[PrinceMyshkin]

You had me at "Hello," I believe the song goes. In this case, the title wasd irresistible. I kind of knew that anyone who'd come upon that name & titled his poem after it was bound to get into interesting waters...

And man! Was I ever right! This is beautiful! Aside from the wonderfully vivid details, I derived a sense of the respectful relationship between the observer and what he was observing.

I wish I could explain why


Crooked Creek

Walking along its canopied shallows one
wonders who has walked here before.

your use of "one" here moved the hell out of me!

"I" would have worked & I betcha that the majority of poets might have preferred "I" but "one" is just so [profanity] right!.

[motherhubbard]

you keep seeing the parts of that creek that are still beautiful and I keep thinking of the parts that are not and I feel pretty bad about that. Great poem pop.

[Poppy]

you keep seeing the parts of that creek that are still beautiful and I keep thinking of the parts that are not .

Yes, unfortunately that a whole nuther poem!!!! :bawling:

[motherhubbard]

I thought it was just worth saying twice!

[Poppy]

Absolutely!

[Poppy]

You had me at "Hello," I believe the song goes. In this case, the title wasd irresistible. I kind of knew that anyone who'd come upon that name & titled his poem after it was bound to get into interesting waters...

And man! Was I ever right! This is beautiful! Aside from the wonderfully vivid details, I derived a sense of the respectful relationship between the observer and what he was observing.

I wish I could explain why



your use of "one" here moved the hell out of me!

"I" would have worked & I betcha that the majority of poets might have preferred "I" but "one" is just so [profanity] right!.

Thanks Jerry. I struggled with the pronouns and what would work best.
When I was writing I think I assumed "one" would be alone if he was thinking the thoughts.