Sunday 25 October 2020

the trout stream

 

the trout stream


remember with me the trout stream

that came down from heol las

fishing with peter and phillip 

grass-banked on a dampening arse


running beneath grandpa’s churchyard

where he rests in llansamlet church

trolling a lobworm under the bridge 

from an upstream hidden perch 


on down behind the slaughterhouse 

that sits way back off the neath-bound road

busying itself to morriston tabernacle

bible dry as a dusty toad


then tight flumed duck-weeded

and running alive with trout

the colour of that rusty gasometer 

with no trespassing inside or out


down and dying behind the vale works

heavy metal grey and much polluted 

it slimes into a slag sinter culvert

dying of dirt and effluent diluted


sad the a walk home is viewing

its dash into the tawe at spate

and from the excitement of trout steam fishing

we spit at industry’s gate


but all in all it’s been a good day

as walks up the stream often are

fish in my bag for supper

happiness safe in the jar

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