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Today, Bowland rain bathes its languid lane,

Off gritstone tiles it runs, and courtyard plain,

Drowned and drenched, in rivulets it weeps,

Steeped in seep, soaked and still, it sleeps.


Seductively soothing in sadness, lullingly forlorn,

Bank-ramped blooms, now earthly drawn,

It plains, and slips, into another faultless day,

Of silent haze, and drizzled grey.


Shambling ranked abodes, worn winter wan,

Colourlessly tumble down its cobble run,

Immaculately impaired, jaded to sublime,

Resplendently ravaged and ruined by time.


From fell-land floods and heathland falls

A running rill now it quells, then crawls,

It slows and stalls, to sleepy still,

Where wintering mallards dip and mill.


On prominence and pressing down,

Twined oppressors, cross and crown,

Flying high Saint George’s banner,

Cloth on Church and carved on Manor.


And there in shroud looms Pendle Hill,

Pennines‘s orphaned over-spill.

A lonely mound and sombre stone,

Overlord to a dullened down.

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Hannah Collins

Thu 14th Dec 2017 18:56

Beautiful poetry, amazing.
It needs to be read aloud, I read it aloud.


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Stu Buck

Wed 13th Dec 2017 15:36

such beautiful imagery, rural england in tone and pace, sedate and colourful. brilliant. having spent time in many gorgeous examples of our great countryside, i love reading these pieces.

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Wed 13th Dec 2017 05:47

Ray, was hoping you would like it too, I am glad you do. I value your opinion very much. They are such nice comments as well. Thanks dude. Beno.

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Tue 12th Dec 2017 21:43

Excellent and transforming - a sort of love comes through the words and are an enchantment. The style and mood remind me of E S Thomas. I would put money on this being POTW Beno. I do see an influence of some of David's work - great stuff!


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Tue 12th Dec 2017 19:37

I was so glad you liked it. I was so hoping you would. After reading Between Bells and At Neville Holt, I wanted to try and capture some of the essence, and beauty of rural England. I really struggled and had to take advice from my poetry group. Anyway your comments have made it all worthwhile. Thanks David (?Wolfgar). Job done I feel now.

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Wolfgar Miere

Tue 12th Dec 2017 14:51

Breathtaking, if it is the purpose of prose and poetry to move the reader, then I have been truly transported somewhere other than where I was moments ago.

No more words for that.


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