Flowers Lake Mountain Cumbria Poet (Remove filter)
Poets Pathways
Mostly the surface is hard and stony but often cropped grass softens the step
Paths between hamlets and villages scoured by countless feet over centuries
Inspiring stanzas and outpourings of romantic verse
Passing through a squeaking rusty kissing gate hung with Ivy the way enters a wood
Tarn and Mere flood the valley bottom mirroring the surrounding mountains
Geese shatter the refl...
Monday 19th May 2014 7:08 pm
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