The Shack
Once upon a time
There was laughter and fun
to be had In the old shack
Down by the river
I remember fishing for the big cod
From the small jetty
But they were so elusive
That I never managed
To snare one of these big old
Murray Cod no matter how many
Worms I brought to their dinner table.
Every spare moment we could find
We would pack up the car
And drive her
She being
The Old Morris Buckboard
Up to
The Shack
For a little R and R as Uncle Tom Would say.
On arrival the old kero fridge would be packed to almost over flowing
And the camp stretchers were laid out in rows
It would be the children's job to collect firewood for the old wood stove.
House keeping was always done
Before venturing off to explore the river bank with Blackie the dog
For any thing new
that may be waiting to be found
Or before we could launch the old wooden boat for a paddle across the river
And
Of course Blackie
Was a sure passenger sitting up the front of the boat
With his head held high and his nose pointing into the wind.
There are many fond memories of those days spent up the river
Like
Playing cards on the old wooden table after supper by kero light
And
Watching the paddle steamers parade by in the daylight
As they moved their cargo up and down the river.
Isolated from others on land our little shack was
A good vantage point from which to view the passing parade which the river would
Present to us all on a daily basis.
We were also focus for those passing us by too
As our windmill became known as a marker for those who plied their way
Along this mighty river from Dawn to Dusk.
It is now only from time to time that we venture to the old shack
It still looks pretty much as it used to look and it still is used as a marker for the
River users of today.
So if you are traversing the river between the
High orange coloured limestone cliffs
And the
Beautiful green weeping willows lining the bank
Spare a thought for those of us
Who once stayed and played and truly loved
This little piece of history we called
The Shack.
Milli 10
Lovely pic and wonderful poem, dear!
ReplyDeleteMilli, thank you for sharing that image , the real image and the one with words....what a sweet thing to read...
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you Nik....blue ribbons are a fav of mine lol.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anders.
ReplyDeleteArkie it is good to have you visit...thanks for the vote of confidence here..glad you enjoyed.
ReplyDeletewhat a lovely picture your memories have created and camera has captured...not to mention the editing...very endearing entry Milli
ReplyDeletemy god milli....this is awesome writing...
ReplyDeletemakes me remember my childhood...wow...i think i might do this ..hmmm....u jus inspired me....
captured memories....relived and shared.....awesome, Milli !!
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Captured memories for you? Splendid! Captured dreams for me. I've long wanted such a place where I could retreat and commune with nature. I know where it is - Oak Creek Canyon, Arizona.
ReplyDeletebeautiful tracings of time and the soul!
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing Milli. Your own memories? Or just fiction? Either way they are good. Love the photo, too.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful work!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice job with this theme.
ReplyDeleteThanks Danette, the photo was framed in picnik on flickr and I like what is on offer there.
ReplyDeleteSonny do this as I just know...you will present such a treat for all to read. Thank You.
ReplyDeleteThanking You Linda.
ReplyDeleteThese are childhood memories V however apart from some of the personal information given much of the story is gleaned from the experiences of not just me but other friends and family too..The river had a culture all of it's own.
ReplyDeleteWhen one goes to the river like you intent to do, it is the best place to retreat and as you say ' commune with nature ' Do it!
Thank you Jacob.
ReplyDeleteAs you know Mitch a story can contain both fact and fiction. This story is a story taken from the lives of many from my past and the culture that existed on the river.
ReplyDeleteThanks Pat. I love that you wanted to keep reading as I enjoy writing in this format so that you the reader is also lead on a journey, of words.
ReplyDeleteThank You Steve.
ReplyDeleteThanks Lynda.
ReplyDeletebeautiful nice work....
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful memories and a treasure to keep
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The colors in that pic are absolutely brilliant, Milli. And I loved the memories in your words. I just gotta say... worms...yuck ;).
ReplyDeleteThat is absolutely amazingly beautiful ! Goosebump stuff, Milli.Your photograph is as pretty as a painting.
ReplyDeleteMine will be up later, have to find new batteries for the camera.
I am back with my offering for this week.
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Your entry for this week is simply beautiful, Milli! Great shot you have chosen to illustrate your poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the visit.
Great story...I like these kind..yes, it makes you reminisce the old times...or how it would feel to be there...:)
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Can I run away to the shack??? Wonderful through and through.
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