Cumbrian Commute – 2

On 2 consecutive days now I’ve found inspiration for a short poem about my daily 12-mile commute along the country roads of north Cumbria. The weather was different on the 2 days, but on both days it was a bird that produced the inspiration as I was driving past the same dry stone wall, on the same bend, on the same narrow country road. They were different birds though – a pheasant and a moorhen. I love Cumbria!

Cumbrian Commute – 2

Shadows long, deep,
low sun dazzling, gilding,
melting frosted pastures,
verges, iced pools,
country roads glistening,
and a panicked
moorhen skittering.


About Carol Ross

Interested in therapeutic writing.
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