The Moors

Grey fog wisping 'round

Not a sound or sight to see

A slow envelope

Folding down upon the land

As night creeps into the moors

tanka

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Jason Bayliss

Thu 12th Sep 2019 12:01

Aha, yes 😁 you know it!!

"Beware the moon lads!" 😂

J. x

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Lisa C Bassignani

Thu 12th Sep 2019 11:00

Nice Hugh. I agree with Don on that last line.

Don...Edgar is my idol..!

Jason...one of the BEST movies EVER!

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Jason Bayliss

Wed 11th Sep 2019 22:32

Have you ever seen, "American Werewolf in London," Lisa?

"Stay off the Moors lads, beware the moon."

Now that was moorland!😁

J. x

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Don Matthews

Wed 11th Sep 2019 22:26

Hugh

I like your rhyme. Particularly the last line. EAP would be pleased.....

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Hugh

Wed 11th Sep 2019 22:21

A spooky mist surrounds the moors,
And through the fields and woods it tours.
A ghostly blanket slowly spreading,
Darkness drivers driving dreading.

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Do.RoThY

Wed 11th Sep 2019 11:07

Lovely po.em!!!!agraphic desciption

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Lisa C Bassignani

Wed 11th Sep 2019 10:48

Thanks Keith.
I've never been to actual moors, but I have lived in New England my whole life and I imagine that the salt marshes and rolling hills of northern Maine and the Atlantic Provinces are very similar.

Thank you Don and Thank you Jason

And thanks to every one else for stopping by❤





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keith jeffries

Wed 11th Sep 2019 09:59

Lisa,

My childhood was spent in the Pennines and this poem is an accurate portrayal of what to expect at this time of year. Your poem took me back in time.
Thanks for this
Keith

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Don Matthews

Wed 11th Sep 2019 00:11

Very good Lisa....

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Jason Bayliss

Tue 10th Sep 2019 22:46

Oh I do love a tanka, and this is an atmospheric pleasure Lisa.

J. x

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