A purple ocean over rolling hills.
This broad expanse of heather
held us captive; Sunday morning
hikers, crooks at the ready.
The moorland's cushioned finery
was our church, was my only God.
We'd gasp as waterfowl alighted
onto a mirrored plane of silvered calm
a thousand shreds of white lace,
ripples painting a Picasso in blue.
waterfowl alight and ripple
mirrored planes of silvered calm
Windhovers in search as targets
float and dance on spiral winds
many pleasurable days spent
roaming tranquil Pennine paths
here's where i'm at so far. i'll work some more on it tomorrow.
This broad expanse of heather
held us captive; Sunday morning
hikers, crooks at the ready.
The moorland's cushioned finery
was our church, was my only God.
We'd gasp as waterfowl alighted
onto a mirrored plane of silvered calm
a thousand shreds of white lace,
ripples painting a Picasso in blue.
waterfowl alight and ripple
mirrored planes of silvered calm
Windhovers in search as targets
float and dance on spiral winds
many pleasurable days spent
roaming tranquil Pennine paths
here's where i'm at so far. i'll work some more on it tomorrow.