Thursday, 2 July 2015


I like the feels of these fields
The shape of the shore
And little riffles in the river
I like the thrill of the hills
The dingle in the dell
And the ceaselessness of the sea.

I like the cleft in the cliff
The gleam of the stream
And standing under eaves of leaves.

I like the heat on the heath
The shelter of shadows
And midnight moonlight.

I like stormy mornings
Afternoon laughter
And homing in the gloaming.