I sat by the banks of the river
The sun shining bright in the sky
The reflection that fell
Shivered and curled
As the shimmering waves
Toppled the image
It crudely bared the distorted view
As I bent low to catch its hue
Then suddenly the sun went down
A strong gust of wind shattered the peace
The nesting birds frightened and flew
Out of their feathery perch
My dangling legs in the water rattled
As a rock struck my toe
Harsh and crude it broke my reverie
Upon which I had fallen unawares
The bouncing roughened waves
Clammed and deafened my ears
Until I finally rose but swayed
The sand was damp the shells lay wild
Little crabs walked around
Somehow, I strode on but my legs sagged
As my feet touched the ground
I stared across the river now grown mild
The stars, the moon, were all streamlined
~Shobha Diwakar
Jabalpur, India
It’s a beautiful poem. While reading it I was carried away to the riverside along with the realistic imagery. Living in cities we miss the charm of Nature’s untouched beauty. One can feel it’s presence through reading about it in poems like yours