The Grand Union Canal, its rippling waters desolate and forlorn,
6 and a half miles Wembley to Paddington,
The misty grey January skies greeted me one Sunday morn.
Canal boats cruised the waters in their splendour,
Ramblers and walkers on a voyage of discovery,
Grand Union Canal - almost mystical in Winter an incredible sight to remember.
As I walked refuge and peace I found that was all my own,
Ducks, birds and canal wildlife surrounded me with their divine beauty,
6 and a half miles, Paddington I reached, refreshed and uplifted by the Grand Union Canal, I walked all the way home.
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FineBul (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I have lived in Wembley for so many years I never got to walk the 6/1/2 miles from Wembley to Paddington on the Grand Union Canal just outside where I live. I finally ventured and walked it last Sunday. An amazing journey of discovery I found it to be.
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Sounds like a great walk. I often walk the Grand Union (I live close to Foxton Locks) here in middle England but didn't in my younger years - there are no canals in Southgate or Arnos Grove.
Hello Michael,
A great walk it was.
It certainly will be a voyage of discovery in doing my own walks from now on.
There may not be any canals around Southgate and Arnos Grove but I am sure there are lovely walks around there.
Keep writing FineB
Beautifully presented and captured, thanks for taking me along!
Hi Poetic Dan,
Glad you liked the poem,
Many thanks.
Keep writing FineB
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