Moorland Poems - Poems about Moorland

...Watcher ... he wandered the upper moorland mists - the highest fells of Scottish countryside - wrapped in robes of wan, wispy light … aglow like the full of the moon, and aback a white Arabia......Read the rest...

...Upon this Pennine peak in stretch of wilderness, where ground is silver grey of moorland millstone grit, a glistening piece stands out. I take close look and see small flake of shiny brown. Cu......Read the rest...

...Spirit of the ancient isles, Of Erin and of Albion, I call to thee, Please come to us, Ancient spirit come to me, I call to thee, In moorland wind, And highland glen, In summer meadow, By Gr......Read the rest...

... Wonderful wild moorland Unfettered freedom reigns Swirling wind ruffles grass No concrete obstacles Peace of mind comes to pass. Wonderful wild moorland Every breath p......Read the rest...

...The spongy earth springs underfoot Concealing all below; You mind your way, This eerie day, You're careful how you go. As mists roll off the craggy moss Concealing all above; You find your w......Read the rest...

...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 one-way street, simple things like the sun rise sn......Read the rest...

...When, on that craggy moorland verge, you make your stand, body braced against the storms bullying bite; when you permit the squall to sweep your soul awake attending only to th......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...

...Companion Of Peaceful Things I, will seek the silent ways' unknown in summer days, I will linger with the flowers Ungreeted in lost hours. I will go quietly That I may be Companion of peac......Read the rest...

...Coastline, rocky, rugged, proud, Crumbling cliffs in ozone shroud, Sun-kissed drifts of desert sand, Golden frame of a sea cradled land. Fishing village, atmospheric hub, Brass band playing, o......Read the rest...

...Winter melts &seeps deep below permeates cathedrals with snow in spate nature's blood in flood in moorland gorse new springs become ......Read the rest...

...Charlotte died in eighteen–forty-four, Murdered on Cornwall’s, On Cornwall’s, Bodmin Moor, Those seeing the ghost are very sure, It’s poor Charlotte, Poor Charlotte, who still walks the moor. ......Read the rest...

...When I see images of moorland or fells, I say to myself, ‘yes that particular moor is mine, that mountain is my mountain.’ Then when I see people walking on a moor path that I used to walk on o......Read the rest...

...The Breath Of Winter Sigh Of Spring. . After the long icy crippling breathe of winter At last a warmer welcoming sigh of spring Heralds a promise of better things to come The end of stagnation a......Read the rest...

...Inspired And in awe of Majestic Beauty. . Stagnant moss and patches of lichen Cling to weathered uneven Sandstone dry stone walls Segregating lush green moorland Surrounded by silent sisters s......Read the rest...