Best Moorland Poems

Winter’s dusk forlorn on the moor has found me.

Sky has cried its tears; now I soak in stillness.

All at once, I hear in the gloaming...

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Inspired by and dedicated to Jan Allison and the amazing moorland bird, the Ptarmigan.

nights... no clouds... moonlit
shadows race over moorland
double silhouettes 

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deemed monsters... shadows
the ancients...

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To embrace
life’s analytic myth
to inspire
nature’s symbolic smile,
to manoeuvre
amidst northern skies of blue
to roam
chauvinistic contours sensitive and true.
To perceive
inclement purple haze that rebels
against the moor side...

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A view of the ragged woodland from
The window:-
Slender branched trees that shed
From high above to low below;
The faint, mauven peaks
Smattered with barely visible
Scatterings of drifted...

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The year has finally yawned and turned       
Upon a half-revealed shoulder.
A vibrancy, intrinsic to a reemerging 
Enforcement of the...

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Often I drift back to my days of youth
to where life did begin; a rural treat,
those sharp brisk mornings a moorland uncouth
a naïve nakedness a...

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I meander through verdant valley
where meadows collide in windswept jade,
hillsides bathe in summer sunshine
and oceans of clouds, commit to shade.

Moorland sheep laze in woolly clusters
creating...

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When winter’s end is imminent and springtime soon becoming
blackbird and thrush in noble song bumble bee busily humming.
Scent of air fondles the hazy morning scattered...

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Fingers of light pierced the clouds caressing the moors
with life giving warmth, purples, browns and greens of
heathers mingled, blended, in a union of beauty. Yellow
of...

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The congregation
mingled within the silent
stone slabs of their
ancestors, a final goodbye
to yet another
destined to leave this place.
Yet to one, in this his
profound sorrow an
enchanting moment.
He...

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The promiscuous length of daylight
in the month of June,
spawned from a sunrise that 
allocated a childish franchise.
The moorland breeze; that, to
rely upon when indulgence in...

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HAIKU & TWO SENRYU
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white sky... low the clouds
winter... stuck in a drift again
spring... where are you...
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the bobbin dipper flies
below our secret rivers
spring... summer delight
~~~
ring ouzel......

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AT THE FINAL GOODBYE

The congregation
mingled within the silent
stone slabs of their
ancestors, a final goodbye
to yet another
destined to leave this place.
Yet to one, in this his
profound...

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Anthem for a Veggie

Never gonna roast no chicken
Never gonna braise no steak
Never gonna grill no lamb chop
Eating meat, I’ll not partake.

Never gonna fry no sausage
Never...

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Rain cascading down flooding land
water levels creeping up high
banks blocked with bags of sand

Creeping water flooding moorland
wiping out the fields of rye
rain cascading down flooding...

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