Lazy Poet’s Thursday Poem

I was inspired by a TV program, A Poet’s Guide to Britain, and so  think I might do a Dartmoor series. Of course this depends on how lazy I am . . .


On Houndtor

The glistening granite of millennia

clings like the crest of a dragon

on the horizon beneath a thunder cloud sky

scramble a pathway between and look east

to where a habitation of stone once lay

but now sprinkled like so many marbles

on soil trampled and bovine nibbled

leaving only echoes of medieval voices

causing ears to question when mist descends

to infuse ancient hearth where fire burns no longer

and generations that huddled have migrated

to pleasant valleys far from nature’s scorn

replaced by fair weather wanderers

unaware of those who stepped before

11 thoughts on “Lazy Poet’s Thursday Poem

  1. il tuono si ripercuote nel presente, e attraverso i vostri pensieri molto belli, ancora si ascolta
    abbiate una felice domenica
    Thunder is reflected in the present, and through your thoughts very nice, still listening
    have a happy Sunday

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