Long Ovine Poems

In Marshside Lea, there stood a tree, old in trunk and bough
'Twas long ago, this tale, although, it may still stand there now
And in its shade, the young sheep played as often did young lambs
Whilst...

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Is my family is like a mini zoo?                           ...

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Tom said to his kitten: Don't hunt! It's hard work!
Leave hunting to others and don't be a burk
Watch me and heed me and later admire
We'll slink to the future - a far distant fire

There sat...

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It was from the early 1800s
This phrase was first used
I'm sure it has other meanings
So please don't get confused
If your understanding of the term
Was just like mine
I thought "to pull the wool over someone's eyes"
Were...

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Never let your sheep go out, unless he's with a friend
For many sheep who walk alone come to a sticky end
Because a woolly bleat for help won't reach the police
Who are not resourced anyway to...

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Our Island's disparate seasons guide the pen, of authors, poets, artists, common men.
When bitter, snow-flecked winds and frosted boughs, draw us to our hearths and thoughts arouse;
of springtime promise, nature's quickening pace, the lengthened day,...

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It's nature's way that in the spring 
Emotions make a lamb's soul sing 
And so it was my young heart found 
That love is not by species bound 

Well cruelly spent, did cupid's dart 
Pierce...

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Summers day, river bank stroll
Fields in gold and greens
Only me, the only soul
Walking in natures dreams
 
Walking under shaded 
Wooden towered tree's
As the leaves wave down at me
In the warmed summer breeze
 
Skylarks,swifts and swallows
Show...

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Sometimes when the evening gathers
And the stars come out to graze
I look above into the heavens
Take them in my ovine gaze

I'm not too small yet not to wonder
Though my woolly brain is slow
Are there sheep...

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"I stood still and was a tree amid the wood,
Knowing the truth of things unseen before;"
. . .
"Nathless I have been a tree amid the wood
And many a new thing understood
That was rank folly to...

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I wonder what you're thinking
while you are standing there
chewing cud so placidly
I wonder if you care.

What do you think about the sky
when stormy gray or blue
how do you feel about the rain
falling down on you?

What...

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THEY graze in beauty on the land
     of grassy glades and dewy dales,
and all that's best of tamed and tanned
     meets in their aspect and their tails;
thus...

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