The Forest of Dean
A long way from anywhere
Framed by two rivers
The Severn
The Wye
On the west bank of the Severn
My home for eight years
Tidal, fast flowing
Waves ricocheting
I am calmed
From this side I gaze across
And look back
To the east
The river runs through
The Bore rages
Past life left behind
On the other bank
My present one
Here now
Flowing steadily
The Bore booms
Between the banks
Memories of the past flood in
Waves bursting with future
Ride her passion
A choice was made and understood
One side is merely
A different perspective
To the other
The tide the meeting of river and sea
I don’t ride the wave
Though my heart surfs on it
Beating to the drum of the tides
In a forest
Between the Severn & the Wye
Carolyn Black 