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| Photo synch panorama taken 5 miles from Leeds city centre |
The Art of Noticing
Whilst geocaching recently, I took my notebook and pen and made notes about what I heard and saw. When I got home I wrote this poem - hope you enjoy it!
Birds chatter in the trees while
the grass is sweating in the morning sun,
The sticky squelchy mud,
The flower stood lonely in the grassy field,
The trees tower above me like giants,
The rocks clamber on top of each other,
The old tree stretches out its arms and tries to grab me,
The hills seem like waves in the distance as
aeroplanes roar in the clouds high in the sky,
Horses grazing hungrily in the fields,
The golden autumn leaves drift from the trees as
the horse trots on the stony track,
Tree canopies cast shadows on the ground,
The green luscious hedge is like a big wall,
Huge muddy puddles form a pond and
rainwater trickles down the slope forming a stream,
The brown autumn leaves dance in the breeze while
bright red berries wait to be eaten by hungry birds,
Evil thorns and nettles try to prick walkers and
green ivy climbs up the trees squeezing tightly
A lovely Sunday morning!
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