Originally Posted by
Sunbeam Alpine
Seems the National Trust are launching another one of those 'Britain's favourite....'.This time it's landscape poetry - rather than colour.I'll investigate a bit more - but I suspect it will be Wordsworth .
Here's to more hares in the meantime ! By Vivien Jones.
HARE
It was a sloping field
tipped towards the sea,
the breeze blew
along the ground,
cooling my bare legs.
My foot was nearly down,
poised at the point where
weight shifts forward.
I may have heard
its indrawn breath
before
its silk gloved paws
glanced off my leg.
Erupting through
the tussocks, it shrank
to rabbit, then mouse.
Through the fence,
into the sea mist,
making a story
for telling to children.