Wales and Knotty Ash

Wales and Knotty Ash

A Poem by Donald Meikle

Don�t Get Caught
Games of yester�s busy bees
Flattened farthins off the tram track
Ticklin trout and snarin rabbit
Sailing stick boats in the gutter
Stealing one stop rides on trams
Throwing stones at slow train firemen
Collecting coal he�s throwin� back
Home fires carried in a sack

How to tickle trout
Find a nice welsh trout stream
maybe in llannraedyr
With an over hanging stone
Lie down and slip your arm
Into the freezing cold
If you touch a trout
He�ll shoot away
Don�t move just wait
slowly moving aching fingers
Six times in ten he�ll come back
when he does he�ll stay for a second
Then come back faster
soon he�ll stay
Grab and throw him out!

Snaring rabbits is easier
Dirtier but that never slowed us
Up or down

© 2008 Donald Meikle


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Reading this poem was like ....breathing a part of your history. Such a moment in life, remembering time passed, all his edges and mysteries... of an loved familiar place, this was beautiful "Find a nice welsh trout stream
maybe in llannraedyr
With an over hanging stone
Lie down and slip your arm
Into the freezing cold " ------ peaceful, masterly set into the scene.. loved this innocent writing.




Posted 16 Years Ago



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Donald Meikle
Donald Meikle

Halifax, MA



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Liverpool born,USNavy vet. Enjoying first marriage. three daughters, (two bathrooms) one until they left. (a tree that loves me) Poet thru geneology) Scot Irish. Living in New England more..

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