Faraway Lane

Undulating with twist and turnSnake like It stretches out beforeSteeply banked on either sideAfforded by An occasional glimpsePunctuating the lineAs gatewaysOpen Across the valley slopesSoft green and pastoralTo the filigreed trees on the Opposite ridgeBefore leaningOnce again Into the depths of the sunken world FootwornDark and closed Deep and secluded where air is stilled HiddenWithContinue reading “Faraway Lane”

Walk to Lydia Bridge

An ancient bridge Spans moorland gorgeDeep running Clawing at the rock;Smooth worn boulders Undercut And crystal pools Dark hollows block;A cobbled path will take us still,Smooth worn by constant tread;Age old route beside the river Leads up to Lydia Mill.Moss covered rocks line the wayTumbling along its line;Trees overgrown and leafy shrubsRestrict this view ofContinue reading “Walk to Lydia Bridge”