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To Slimbridge

South-west, our route, through sundrenched suburbs, resting from the storms
that all long winter swept the shire and sculpted broken forms,
yet crocus beam amid torn branches, felled roof tiles, wrenched stones,
cats stretch warmed limbs while high-vis workers collect up warning cones.

Left turn, grey motorway some miles, grass banks rise neat each side,
but lowland way, fields flooded full of February tide,
white, silver, blue, cars blur past view to right of city sprawl,
cathedral towers over streets in spiky shadow shawl.

Then, 'Please drive carefully', close by the school, the village sign,
a narrow lane flanked tight by hawthorn hedgerow prickly line,
past terraces and bungalows, the redbrick Tudor Arms
appearing as the river nears beside the watered farms.

Upon the wharf, shed café swarms with trippers keen for tea,
below Patch Bridge, the swollen Severn rushes to the sea,
a flock of moorhen boating, bobbing heads and eager eyes,
and finally, the wetlands symphony of wildfowl cries.

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Written on 2014-03-17 at 00:41

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Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm with Fog. It's been such a pleasure to hear your graceful voice again.

josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
In reading this I feel part of the soft glide of a large bird flying effortlessly towards sun and peace. Beautifully illustrated.

F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
Descriptively beautiful, felt myself as though I was there :) A pleasure to read you... hope everything's been going well for you, missed you so it's nice to see you xx

Your art for painting pastorals with words is sublime, as always. Welcome back, you've been missed.

Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
Yhe reeder practically flocks to such a spectacular wild
birdseye view tour writ with words as wing'd :-)>


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by Coo & Co