As I walk upon the moor at dawn
The shadows appear ,
Creating images of long dark hills
Throughout the vale;
Touching the water of the river
With gentle, caressing fingers
Of grey love.
The sun getting higher,
The shadows start to recede;
And the water sparkles
In the new day.
As I walk up a mist appears,
The sun warming the dew
Creates this steamy world
For so very few moments;
Until clarity is restored,
And the world of green
Can be seen all around.
The white dots of sheep
Safely grazing all over
This verdant sea of grass.
The silence is broken
By the plaintiff call of curlew,
A sound of such sorrow,
Creating such sad emotions
Within this beautiful vista.
On I go towards the top,
Watching the fleece like clouds
Slowly sailing through the sky.
Such peace and tranquillity
So glorious, seemingly there,
For my absolute enjoyment.
I feel so blessed that this world
Can be so wonderful to view,
All other thoughts are banished,
So that the peace of the world
Is with me.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Thinking back about my walking on the Yorkshire Dales in the past.
- Category: Reflection
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Comments9
Beautiful scenery in this. 🌹
There certainly is Teddy, the Dales are wonderful.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Thanks Orchi.
Lovely poem Andy .. not heard a curlew for ages .. Neville
Thank you Neville. A curlews sound is almost sad when you hear it.
Andy
Super write - I was there with you.
Thank you Michael, a pleasure to have you with me.
Andy
Beautiful images created in this poetic walk through memories of the past. Lovely Gold
So kind soren, my wife and I spent many hours walking the Dales in the past.
Andy
Very descriptive write.. I could feel the change…
Most kind John, thank you.
Andy
Many thanks Andy - this is the only way I'm ever going to experience dawn.....
Oh I'm not expected to confirm it a good poem too, am I?🤣
Dawn always awaits for you Dave as it does for me.
Andy
Sorry Andy, while I appear these days to wake spontaneously at around 6am there is no way I am ready to face the world for at least a couple of hours. you will be my proxy, won't you?
Of course I will Dave.
Loved this one. I took the walk with you and have been uplifted it. Great work. - Phil A.
So glad to see you with me Phil. Thank you.
Andy
Tremendous imagery.
Thank you Thomas.
Andy
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