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Author Name: FreePelagic Mind 3 Comments
Date Added: November 21, 2008 17:11:38 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Gallery of English Farming

Gallery of English Farming.

 

 

The cursed rain that slates the farm

Cause lambs and calves to chill

Whitewashed walls and gutters fall

But green the grass upon the hill

 

Trudge and stretch in muddied boots

With crook and dog on long day’s slog

And damp the food in muslin cloth

When chimes the village midday clock

 

And lambs that steam in grey sunlight

In false springtime in winter’s blight

They shiver so

 

The dogs are experts when they’re asked

Connected to the shepherd call

They run, and lay and then come-by

And still their eyes are wild with thought  

 

Shepherds fear all ticking clocks

In passive gaze from trusting lot

But in the misty cloak of cloud

He knows each sheep among his flocks

Author's Notes:
Back to basics for me, nature.
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on November 25, 2008 08:01:17 AM Report
Wonderful work PM being of country stock myself can relate to this, though now living as close to the city as I'm ever likely to get, thoroughly enjoyed this~Graham.
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on November 22, 2008 05:52:10 PM Report
Yer basics are sound, cuz...Loved this..I had a dog when I was a kid that had worked as a sheep dog..One day, I saw it herding three baby jackrabbits into the yard, with one in his mouth.. :o)...len
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on November 21, 2008 06:26:40 PM Report
Well you stay right in Natures embrace.
my friend..a Masterpiece!! *****
 ~ She Whispers





 


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