Louisa Glides Through Sonning Lock

Louisa Glides Through Sonning Lock

A Poem by Christine Anne Shaw
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Boating anyone?

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On starboard side the deck hands stand
with practiced hands they hold their ropes
to lasso bollards painted black

No looking back as rear gates close
then ready, steady, open up
the keeper's key turns by degrees

A gush of marbled crystalline
pours through the sluice gates in a rush
Louisa rises in the lock

Above the chained and green slime walls
she dips and falls then stretches tall
soon eye to eye with keeper's clock

She waits for gates to do their job
the nod is given and they're off
on board the crew know what to do

Her sturdy bow slides slowly through
a wave to you a wave to me
Louisa glides through Sonning lock



© 2018 Christine Anne Shaw



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Wow, and yes i know how it feels to be on a boat as it rises in the lock...a wonderful experience.

lovely imagery of the inside walls of the lock itself ...deep down there, and the lock keeper's practiced hand. In fact i can almost smell the water lol..

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Ha ha. Boats have some great names. It's such fun looking out for some of the more unusual ones. Wha.. read more
Stella Armour

1 Week Ago

yes, i did too lol
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

And why not? Fun for everyone :))



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My childhood was spent on the Kennet and Avon canal, mainly fishing as the boating, or barging, had finished. We made our own floating planks and it was also our first swimming area. Times have changed phenomenally but I can still envisage it and the contents of this piece brought back many happy memories, thanks for sharing this one Chris. Rod.

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Christine Anne Shaw

3 Days Ago

Good morning Rod. So pleased that this little poem brought back happy memories for you. Yes the Kenn.. read more
matelotrod

3 Days Ago

I was raised in Pewsey in Wiltshire and the Canal was just up the road. We all learned to swim, fish.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

3 Days Ago

I used to live near the Grand Union canal in Hemel Hempstead, we did similar there when we were kids.. read more
A most enjoyable excursion, even if it was only in my mind. Your creativity knows no boundaries. Very impressive piece, Chris!

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Kelly.
Chris, your salty, seafaring poem is delightful and I would love to be on board the Louisa as she “glides through Sonning lock.” Your vivid and palpable imagery make the heart of this poem live and breathe so buoyantly- it “dips and falls then stretches tall” with her. Being land-locked here in the Bronx, I can only dream, but thanks to your poem I can dream grandly on the Louisa...

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Annette. Boating in my blood now.
Annette Pisano-Higley

1 Week Ago

You’re very welcome Chris. Have fun boating!:))
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

I do Annette. Very much so as do all my family :))
Beautiful, wonderful.. brings back so many memories... holidays, upping and downing, smooth wates and the occasion eveing beastie. You write the British.. dare i say, the English scene brilliantly, Chris.. Your language romps, meter fine and you colour in the spaces. Brilliant words, yet again. x

'A gush of marbled crystalline ~ pours through the sluice gates in a rush ~ Louisa rises in the lock '

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emmajoy

1 Week Ago

Would agree wholeheartedly .. we could even go back to Chaucer, Donne and a hugful more.. Stoneheng.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

That'll be me needing a much larger hat as well :)) Absolutely, Trooping of the colour, Royal weddin.. read more
emmajoy

1 Week Ago

LAUGHING! Let's be honest.. we know what we have.. and love it all, warts and all. xxxx
Shiplake is a two-centred village and rural civil parish on the left bank of the River Thames centred around 2 miles south of Henley-on-Thames in Oxfordshire and is only around the corner from where the subject of your lovely poetic piece takes place. I mention this because a friend of mind moved there awhile ago! Loved the imagery and could visualise the craft within the lock's walls; complete with gushing water and river sounds – nice piece … :-)

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Ah Shiplake, very close to Sonning, know it well. Isn't that a wonderful place name, Shiplake? Conju.. read more
i've had the pleasure of visiting some boat locks. a magical sight. your words do justice to the experience. captivatingly clever and impressive. so glad the Louisa was raised up in the lock by the water and your words both! ... :)

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Pete. You are right, it is a magical sight to see the locks working, filling up and draini.. read more
This is so perfectly penned for a day like today. It reminds me of where I just moved from, as I used to wander up and down the forth & clyde canal, which for some unkown reason, runs right through the middle of our shopping centre/ mall. Don't worry, they built a bridge for us :)


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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you Lorry 4.9. Bridges are useful :))
I'm a fan of blank verse and feel not everything has to rhyme if meter is involved. The consistency of the meter in your poem has it's own unique beauty. I like the tercet and your use of it is amazing.
I was in the navy for a time and about this time of the year with the start of summer I start to feel a little squeezed in by all this land around me. I miss the ocean, but the imagery you provided of Louisa going through the lock pushes those little nautical urges I have to the background and makes me a little more content. It's wonderful poem. CD

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thank you so much CD. Pleased you enjoyed the read. Happy to boat on the river, but not brave enough.. read more
Floated a raft, once, up a fairly large stream; 'bout as close as I've ever come to piloting watercraft.
You, on the other hand, sound as if you're Captain material.
Enjoyed the read, Chris!

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

Thanks Jimmy. First mate more like it, the Captain isn't likely to relinquish his duties easily :))... read more
Life on the rive or canals is certainly an experience.. my folks lived on the Night-jar for several years... everyone that came across them thought it was so romantic and idyllic even.. I guess it was to some extent but it was oh' so hard as well in that cosy little cabin come mid winter.... great for a short break & great to read about too and for that, I thank you Chris..... Neville

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Christine Anne Shaw

1 Week Ago

I'm a fair weather boater Neville. Sort of days like today. I have every admiration for those who ca.. read more
Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

Aye, don’t I know it, we used to more the Night jar at the bottom of my brothers garden on the Tre.. read more
Neville Pettitt

1 Week Ago

note the deliberate spelling error... tis me eyes luv...

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