Ghosts of Spring Past

 
kids hunting tadpoles,  
my icy toes walk, slip, slide 
against the flow  

dappled light on green water 
birds hop branch to branch heckling  

Copyright 2025 Brenda Davis Harsham

Notes: Listening to Green River by Creedence Clearwater Revival, I remember things I love. Hunting tadpoles, climbing into a rickety backwoods treehouse, stream-walking with young children, waving leaves in dappled light, freezing as a pileated woodpecker hopped up a tree, and listening to waterfalls. 

Excerpt from Green River lyrics:

Well, take me back down where cool water flow, ya’ll
Let me remember things I love, ya’ll
Stoppin’ at the log where catfish bite
Walkin’ along the river road at night
Barefoot girls dancin’ in the moonlight.

Thanks to Charles Dickens A Christmas Carol and his Ghost of Christmas Past for my title.

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