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The Journey

The Journey From petrol station, conurbation, Queuing traffic moving slowly, Taxi rank and railway station. Glimpsing horses, grazing cows By winding rivers, straight canals. Open farmland, working ploughs. Motorways; long distance coaches, Post card village, pond and green, Packs and snacks, hurried lunches. By scenic route and shady lane, Thru’ darkening forest; silent trees, Ancient site and sunny plain. Over bridges, under bridges, Hidden valley, windy moor. By the oceans, passing hamlets, From door to distant door. Barry Stebbings 3/4/2016

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Mahtab Bangalee

Date: 8/19/2020 4:12:00 AM

superb.....greatly written; I enjoyed

Barry Stebbings
Date: 8/19/2020 5:31:00 AM

Thank you, Mahtab. // Barry

Skat A

Date: 5/13/2016 1:21:00 PM

Barry, Congratulations on the win. Stop and enjoy my blog "Peace is a Fugitive." SKAT LOVE

Barry Stebbings
Date: 5/14/2016 1:23:00 PM

Thank you SKAT for my win. This is the first win I have had in a contest so I am pleased with that.

Jan Allison

Date: 4/3/2016 12:07:00 PM

I love the flow of the poem from the start of the journey to the end - reminds me of Britain - great imagery and a very imaginative write Barry:-) hugs Jan xx

Barry Stebbings
Date: 4/3/2016 1:26:00 PM

Thank you, Jan.

Wendy Rycroft

Date: 4/3/2016 10:23:00 AM

Good poem nice to meet you Barry xxxxx Wendy

Barry Stebbings
Date: 4/3/2016 1:26:00 PM

Thanks Wendy

Gail Underwood

Date: 4/3/2016 6:34:00 AM

I liked this poem and how it took me on the journey from petrol station to distant door

Barry Stebbings
Date: 4/3/2016 9:51:00 AM

Thank you, Gail. Barry