Down by the River side

Kal I am down by the riverside in the stillness but not in stillness. As the river flows gently a slight breeze blows. With the sun on my back wind in my hair Mama's gentle kiss touched my cheek soft as a summer breeze. Even though I am back at work I am on the mountain down by the riverside Thank you my friend for looking in on my poem Electric blue still a little blue

Dear John Did you see my comment at the end of this poem. Mama passed away and she was laid to rest in the family cemetry plot on the hill overlooking her house down in the valley it was a beautiful day - one of those days we always recall where we were and why. Later that day I got changed then walked through the woods down to the river it was just so peaceful just me day dreaming streaming. The titles just suited not planed just basic fact of where I was sitting on a fallen tree at the edge of the river a slight breeze blowing gently and the river with all the time in the world to get where it was going always flowing by. It is as if time stood still but all was still flowing along just timeless a moment captured in time always As for construction of words for me there is no planning I just do then read after it is done. My tears of the darkest blue ink fall as single letters that turn into words onto the paper that waits Electric blue - still a little blue