Where Red Kite Fly
Walking ancient pathways on high chalk ridges,
Climbing steep sided valleys; sheep cropped slopes
Over rolling hills where the Red Kite fly
And Chalk Blue butterfly flit in sun warmed air.
Settlement names derived from Saxon tongue,
Time matured villages where the Saxon lived.
Treading shaded lanes in woods of Beech and Oak
Muntjac Deer peer from the shadowed forest’s edge.
Clear rivers eddy under old stone bridges,
Kingfisher dressed in blue and orange cloak
By brooks where white Water Crowfoot flower
The Brown Trout swim and clear chalk streams flow.
Barry Stebbings
31/12/16
Copyright © Barry Stebbings | Year Posted 2016
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