The Tops
...up a steep and gritty track
reach the tops
wilderness reclaims a verge
of wintery snags
land juts and tilts
hauls out
lays treeless
clumps and hags
pitch up stricken soil
heap their marshy...
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Wuthering
...The high moors slant giddily over gritstone edges
where torrents overflow gallons of sky.
Grouse are blown sideways
by a bone-twisting gale.
The land is harried by fishtailing winds,
a sparse ...
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
The Wuthering
...Torrents overflow a rocking sky.
The high moors slant giddily over gritstone edges
dark are the claws of calamity.
Small birds are blown sideways into scant
bone-twisted trees, crooked branches...
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Moorland Ponies
...There are wild horses in the heather;
their neighing follows the wake
of hewing wind-wraiths.
The ponies are hardy and stout, they go
in and out of the clouds, slip through
swale and dingle.
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Potted
...I can’t get the moors
out of my skin -
me the wild bog asphodel
now planted
in a pot in tame Ohio.
The moors grind you
into peat and gritstone,
they keep walking you around
while the open ...
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
I Find Myself To Be This Longing
...I can’t get the moors
out of my skin;
me the indirect descendant of Jim Bowie,
the wild colonial boy
now planted like a
‘Wandering Jew’ in a pot,
in tame Ohio.
Planted in a State
where few v...
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Bird Song
...Some are clearly Buddhist
while others are painted egos,
like Catholic effigies.
Species preach
their own cyclical creed;
melodies as pretty
as a Sufi poem
or gritstone in the zealot's caw.
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Categories:
gritstone, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Pendle's Unseen War
...Tap tap boom… sheep scattered like shrapnel
Brian Dunn’s instant memorial smoke rose
from his peaty wet death hole, roots
lumps of peat and ling fell like black roses over his body
and the blood...
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Categories:
gritstone, death, horror, loss, world
Form: Prose Poetry
Rock
...Moorland
mist rising
over gritstone tors
Climbers exposed on sheer
Edges...
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Categories:
gritstone, nature, sports,
Form: Cinquain
Early Winter Sun
...Early winter sun; low in the sky
Warm light burnishing the yellow leaves that stubbornly cling to the birches
Silver trunks contrast with their own dark shadows
Russet browns of the larches beyo...
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Categories:
gritstone, nature, seasonslight, light,
Form: Narrative