Gritstone Poems - Poems about Gritstone

...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......Read the rest...

...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. ......Read the rest...

...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 ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...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. ......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...

...Moorland mist rising over gritstone tors Climbers exposed on sheer Edges......Read the rest...

...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......Read the rest...