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Around the course of Severn Ham Stroll we two at gentle pace; Peace the pleasant pasture spans, Far enough from ratton race. Sprinkled o'er the carpet green: Butterflies and lady's-smock, Buttercups and celandine, Ever Summer's penny stock. Swifts and swallows soar above Blackbird, jackdaw, rook and crow Perched within a haven grove – watchful eyes for prey below. Sheltered by the screen of trees, Severn waters slipping past Grasses dancing on a breeze That alofts the meadow-lark. Here a patient fisher waits, Statue-still, 'pon Avon's strand. Nearby, mallards with their mates Glide the leeward flow t'wards land. Yon horizon's whitewashed homes Huddle by a high bell-tower Whence an antique metronome Marks the marching of the hours. Grazing sky with verdant crests, Rise as backdrop halcyon wolds; Puffy sheep their languid guests: Billowy clouds, slow to unfold. Weir to weir we ambled round On a narrow age-worn path, Reached again more trodden ground Where the tumbling mill-stream laughs. Will we two, in times to come, Ever sate the soul's deep need To commune with Nature's thrum As we did on Severn mead? |
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| photos: Stephen Alsford |
| Created: November 17, 2014. | © Stephen Alsford |