Lakeside

Sitting by the water at the end of the day I closed my eyes for awhile Thinking of how time was passing by Not noticed by the rank and file Of a society living life as best they might With what seems like the speed of light And here am I sat at the waterside As yet...

The Mountain Ash

Wild-bramble, thistle, proud harebell The gnarled tree high upon the fell. The shadow-darkened wood and path The sunlit-dappled gorse and grass. With lightened heart the mind transcends The road that winds. and twists, and bends. Amid an early-morning haze The sheep...

THE OLD WHITE OWL

I stood in the wood at midnight I heard her weep and sigh As the old white owl came hunting So swift and silent by When the old white owl came hunting With cruel and piercing eye There in the wood at midnight Some creature sure would die I stood in the wood at...

TO THE OLD BROAD OAK

Oh old broad oak, I’ll miss you If you are gone before I You that’s stood the test of time Weathered many a storm And watched the passing hours go by From dawn to dawn You whose ancient rooms, with oaken beams On many a lonely night Inspired and re-lit fast fading...

Winter Jasmine

The flower upon the window’s ledge Would wither as you lay in bed. Down from its eminence in the trees The heron tiptoes through the reeds. Kingfishers, the barking dogs, The Spinners Arms, the brewer’s still Towards the bridge beyond the hill The Caldew Valley, the...