Just a rushed job from me this week - mind went into cantbearseditis and stated there tonight - I may return tomorrow to edit. This is fairly shitty!
A patriarchal landmark traditional and tight
not obsolete nor populous just sweetnesses and light
Little village luring, with a wry historic smile
cobbles, gaols and folklore to both frighten and beguile,
Curves along with character, mysterious and proud,
always something happening but very seldom loud
Gulls a constant nightmare with their daring swoops and pecks
shops and public houses gain the utmost of respect
a potent breath of yesteryear for you to take away
Houses thatched and steadfast, reach the roof edge as you stand
streets' adjacent windows sees the neighbour's holding hands
The huge protecting steeple guarding all within it's view
counts more visitors than residents forever held in lieu
Return for pure perfection never-tainted souvenirs
a whisper venerating for the whole wide world to hear
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6 comments:
Reminds me of Yeoville, Sommerset, UK ... lovely lil town ... smiles
A very apt description Lena.
Charming...I'm looking forward to returning...
Thanks guys. I'm just a little miffed it's not one of my better ones.
I sure like your blog design it's beautiful! I have a few blogs and Blogger has messed up the edges on all of them. I notice yours is short on the ends too. It really doesn't matter just a thing to irritate.
I hear you it's not always easy with these prompts. Maybe you were too close? I like the poem it let me know how it would feel to be there which I never have. ♥
the rhyme and flow makes you just breeze through the streets like a skier going down a slope
Evaporate until you Lenticulate
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