Bring your bell and pan
that rough justice may be given
to the unfaithful
Bring your bell and pan
that rough justice may be given
to the unfaithful
Filed under Factual, History, Rural life, Self compositions
I find when talking to country folk
their favourite tree is the mighty oak
so just last week whilst driving my truck
I stopped near this one to have a look
and you can imagine my surprise
I’m sure I saw a pair of eyes
so I jumped back in to tell my mate Stan
He said, don’t worry, tiz just the Green Man
he won’t hurt you if you leave him alone
but I think we’d best start heading for home.
As I walk along the sunken path
bordered both by fence and trees
my mind to calmer days is cast
when on most days there would be seen
men on horseback but more on foot
herding ponies, poultry, pigs or sheep
for this was once the road they took
down the valleys, over mountains steep
with dog and shout they drive them on
until at last their journey’s done.
Filed under Rural life, Self compositions
Whilst on a trip down to the Weald
I went for a walk through the fields
The air smelt fresh, I soon saw why
On the hill was a huge pig sty
I have no qualms about pig-shit
Just glad I didn’t walk through it
Then a story came to my mind
The tale of the Gadarene swine
And the farmers in this region
Wouldn’t like it if I were Legion
Filed under Comic verse, nature inspired, Rural life, Uncategorized
Yesterday I went for a walk to see
what we had always known as the old dead tree
but you can imagine my surprise
at the beautiful sight that met my eyes
I stood and rubbed my eyes in disbelief
every old, twisted limb was coming into leaf
then I remembered what my mother once said
that nothing in nature is completely dead
and when old trees finally fall to the ground
their end of life will benefit all around
Filed under Factual, From the heart, nature inspired, Rural life, Self compositions
Strange sounds in the air
perhaps it’s a wisp of snipe
demons raise their guns
Filed under Factual, From the heart, Haiku, Rural life, Self compositions
Not far ahead there stood the hind
so he sank slowly to the ground
in order not to make a sound
his target had been hard to find
but the fates that day had been kind
raising his glasses to his eyes
he saw she had her fawn beside
and if they left the undergrowth
then he could surely shoot them both
because a camera never lies.
Filed under nature inspired, Rural life, Self compositions
Dan the drake and Debbie duck
truly felt that at last their luck
had changed when to their delight
there was not another duck in sight
for to swim alone was such a treat
as there would be enough to eat
no jostling shoving that they must
endure in order to secure a crust
now when bread is cast upon the lakes
a leisurely paddle is all it takes.
Filed under Comic verse, Factual, Humorous, Rural life
Mist tendrils, as smoke
over dark, placid water,
silver-flanked fish roll.
Filed under Factual, Haiku, nature inspired, Otherworldly, Rural life, Seasons, Self compositions
Fading forest light
casts long shadows over lips,
in nervous whisper
Filed under Factual, Haiku, nature inspired, Otherworldly, Rural life, Self compositions
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