Windermere (Chants from Walkabouts - 16)

Poem/song 159 of 230:  WINDERMERE - SUMMER 2001

(Tune:

C F G F D F D C C
B G F A G B C’ C’
C F G F D F D C C
B G F A G B C’ C’

C F B E’
E’ D’ C’ B A G F
C F B E’
E’ D’ C’ B A G F)

Some thirteen years from my first visit
    (Then, dropped from hitching, just near;
This time, by train and a downhill walk),
    I arrived at Windermere:

A Wainwright-like
Windermere walkabout;
A Wordsworth-like
Windermere walkabout.

On the ferry Miss Cumbria Three,
    A chill-out trip to Ambleside -
Viewing the trees, the farms, the fells,
    And the more-sporty ways to ride.

A...

Once there, an uphill walk through the shops
    Led to a leaf, rock and root track,
With a stalactite-like mossy falls,
    And a bridge - starting the way back.

A...

Track-side, gripping the ghyll, ancient woods
    Shaded what was a sunny day,
And the babbling-brook gave sound softly -
    Soothing the soul a further way.

A...

Then home - again charmed by the thin-stone
    Minimum-mortar kept buildings,
The surrounds of England’s largest lake,
    And movie train-window viewings.

A...

(C) David Franks 2003
From walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com