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heritage sun

 

heliacal yellow ball

beginning her descent

in September sky,

blazing across copper fields,

bronzing the corn stubble

from reaped harvests.

 

I watch for glimpses of deer

in Epping forest as I enjoy

diesel train ride for volunteers

from Ongar to Coopersale,

admiring Pitchford Hall

as we pass her in the sidings,

impressive steam engine

in gleaming racing green.

 

sun departs from fields

previously bright

now dulled gold.

I gaze through windows

opposite to the west

on return journey,

watching puffy clouds

in blushed peach,

mesmerised by their beauty;

no deer tonight.  

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Comments

tony sheridan

Wed 3rd Oct 2012 19:53

Nice one Lynn. Take care, Tony.

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Lynn Dye

Tue 18th Sep 2012 21:29

Thank you, much appreciated, and glad to have you both back - aren't pc's a pain when they don't work?! L xxx

<Deleted User> (6895)

Tue 18th Sep 2012 20:59

At last!our pc is up and running again!
and we can now tell you
how much we enjoyed this poem Lynn.

Lovely!xx

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Lynn Dye

Tue 18th Sep 2012 11:59

Hi Solar, thank you for your compliment and your advice, which I have decided to take. Superfluous words that didn't add anything, thanks again.

<Deleted User> (9882)

Mon 17th Sep 2012 15:43

I would leave out'earth brown'from this otherwise lovely poem.

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