Poetry

Friday, 29 May 2020

Take me there in my dreams

Lead me on the hills unseen
The flashing brown, and tourquoise green
The windmills pill boxes
Of a war time that meant we never
Would surrender our dreams

Take me through the world unknown
To russet farms
Where they stone the crows
And angels harm
Their light foot toes
When they tread upon my dreams

Take me near the stinging rose
The shaded bower
Where water flows
From rocky gills
In the earth's repose
Oh take me there in my dreams

Lead me on the knackers run
Where old horse treads
As farmers with guns
Lay slung over arms
All knees and elbows
Oh take me there in my dreams

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