Ragged Robin Poems - Poems about Ragged Robin

...With clouds dispersing above Loch Ba, to where would we go? And just how far? We followed the track for more than two hours listening to birds enjoying the flowers: meadow pippit, willow warbler ......

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...is it just my age? increasingly I value winter’s soft decay those last few leaves revealing tree branches decorated with lichen rays of the low sun penetrating morning mist shining in hoa......

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...When the woollen industry died, the reservoir that fed the old mill, became disused. The water meadow at its head became a swamp. Developers, who want to build houses everywhere, take one look......

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...Abandoned house isolated with cracked walls Aberration emerging forth from the natural terrain Red and black roofs of the village nearby almost seeming a beacon of civilisation The wood boarded ......

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