I came to live in Buxton
A liaison I did seek
‘Mong hills, where walkers like to walk:
The pleasant Higher Peak
I came up here to conquer
Kill the coward in my shoes
From deeper Dales of Derbyshire
I’d walked out on my muse!
I came to find my true love
Who I’d lost a life ago
I missed her hair of sunlit gold
Bound up in Beltane bow
I came because she called me
‘Cross the lonely years we’d lost
‘Cause love had kept us crazy still
We cared not what it cost
I came to stay in Buxton
When the stars above aligned
For my rose of rhyme and romance
The poet in me pined!
I came to live in Buxton
To the town that time forgot
But by beauty breathed on Buxton
She conjured Camelot!
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Author:
Blue-eyed Bolla (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 6th, 2018 07:02
- Comment from author about the poem: Buxton will always be special to us: It's where we first met, and settled down, after a lifetime apart.
- Category: Love
- Views: 17
- Users favorite of this poem: Laura🌻
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Comments3
Blue-eyed Bolla,
A beautiful romantic write!
Such a gift to be together
again! You’ve conquered
undeniable true love!
Beautiful pic!
~Laura~
Thank you, Laura, for your continued support. Glad you like the pic.
May your Camelot be forever with you.
Many thanks, Goldfinch, for your kind words and continuing support, means a lot.
Great write BEB
Enjoying your work I will plough through the ot on the the strength of the last two post
Bravo
Andrew
Many thanks, Andrew, I'm glad that you like my little old rhymes.
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