Up Mortimer’s Forest 12/2/17
By Rhiannonw
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Early morning –
a sprinkling of snow
shining in the sun,
children out chattering
in the garden before school;
soon melting,
drive north,
icing dusting the hills,
stroll up the forest
over whitened paths;
up, up til far views
west, north, east –
rolling misty ups and downs,
little snow out there,
a big blue sky
bright cotton-wool-ball clouds;
then down through leaf-strewn, frost-free paths,
sink through deceptive leaf layer
into deep slushy mud.
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As always Rhiannon I enjoyed
As always Rhiannon I enjoyed your poem which reminded me a lot of the many walks we have here in Wiltshire. That sprinkling of snow didn't really come to much here either, by the afternoon it was all gone.
Thank you for sharing your stroll.
Jenny.
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I can picture you out there
I can picture you out there Rhiannon, driving through light dusty snow and splashy slush.
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