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Poem - Alone on the Moors

  • Writer: Jay Alexander Little
    Jay Alexander Little
  • Mar 24
  • 1 min read

I have been here alone, long ago,

With the harsh wind crossing the marshes,

On the gentle flow of barren upland hills

And the salt smell of sea in my nostrils.


I have wandered before on these uplands,

The growth green and yellow upon them

Rolling away to the southward,

The odour of bay coming from them.


I have been before with the plover,

Hear its lonely distracted calling

Through the drizzling rain gently falling,

Awaiting my disappeared lover.


-- A.C.

 
 
 

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