The river
is like a mirror.
On it sails a yacht.
Other than an oil-rig
there's not an awful lot.
A glassy sheen,
a stone grey colour seen.
Everywhere is dull.
No longer is the river full!
With little dots of blackness
flying across the sky,
nothing much else is out there
I can't help but wonder why?
It isn't cold and windy
and the rain has gone away,
but there isn't much to see
on the river today.
