Kilve 2008 in Verse

Lines - to DW

It is the first autumnal storm

Alas! The whirl-blast’s paid a visit.

Don mac and boots; for this one day

You need not look exquisite.

SW

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Cease now these thoughts of Turner’s art,

Embrothelled atheists, Akenside,

Baptismal day and ‘Human Life’,

We’ll go explore the Quantocks wide!

So up to old Alfoxden’s wood

Through fairy glen, past waterfall

We’ll laugh off rain and wind alike

For us these places ne’er shall pall.

But when through Winter’s darkened days

Our minds and spirits seek for ease

‘Tis not to windswept woods we’ll turn

But Kilve’s strong intellectual breeze.

                                                                 NP

Thanks to Shirley Watters and Nick Powell