The South Downs.

As I cast my eyes across the Downs
Over fields of green and grassy mounds
A finer place I,ve yet to see
For all of this, is part of me
To mesmerise, caress the eye
Such beauty under azure sky
Its country lanes that twist and turn
Lined with Oak and Beech and Fern
That sway and dazzle as you pass
Awash with flowers, amid the grass
On rutted carthorse, farmers tracks
That lead to broken timber shacks
Where cows and sheep have often lain
In shelter from the wind and rain
Upon the fields of furrowed soil
A testament to sweat and toil
As men and boys have toiled the land
So often harsh, but never bland
So full of beauty, sight and sounds
A country life upon the Downs.

Poetry by penfold18
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Written on 2008-03-01 at 11:00

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Welcome back Graham , and good too have you back with such a good poem.
All the best , Ken ( D Williams )

M Heathcote
Nice write, Graham, I really enjoyed this couplet;

That sway and dazzle as you pass
Awash with flowers, amid the grass

You make it sound effortless
as good poetry should sound.

lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
hey graham welcome back where did you get to a wonderful resume' young fella sincere welcome again this poem reminds me of those downs along the coast towards Lulworth covei n Dorset such a strong atmospheric piece and echos T S Elliots assertion that on the downs the sky goes on forever well done rgds mike

Rob Graber
A good read indeed; good to hear from you!

Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
It sounds idyllic Graham, good to see you posting again, have missed your poetry

Elle x