A poem I wrote from a beautiful spot on Dartmoor
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Sonnet from the Rocks
(Fingle Bridge)
Glistening torrents stain the bouldered ground
From springs on high in wooded slopes.
A course through thickened marshland found;
The crest of moss-clad rocks it gropes.It bleeds into veins disposed by earthy nooks
And still to flow it would if left alone;
Taking the only course it knows it hooks
Around the base of bridges set in stoneAs people chatter on the river bank;
Voices sounding distant due to coarse
And crisp and sensuous sounds that sink
Into the ambiance of abundant moors.And towards the precious water's power
I give you full attention in this hour. -
@AdSi ok so that's all??
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@knownsense so what's all?
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@AdSi okiedokie all well nice!!
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