Winter Wharfe

The river flows with menace,

a boiling torrent

of peaty turbulence.


Winter walkers tighten grip

on leads and little hands,

fearing accidental slip


into the wild malevolence.

 Yet the river holds fatal charm,

despite the walkers’ diligence,


it attracts, dares them near,

entrancing eyes. Until, blinking,

they recall their fear


and proceed cautiously,

along the riverside path,

in awe of nature’s wrath.


About barbgrant

full-time parent/carer and part-time OU student
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One Response to Winter Wharfe

  1. barbgrant says:

    Reblogged this on barbgrant and commented:

    The Wharfe was flowing fast today…

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