This morning I woke up early again and wrote this observational poem. I literally stood on the landing outside my bedroom, looked, then wrote.

Up here amongst the Dales

There is a magic everywhere.

These rolling hills, all draped in mist

Seduce my senses with their rustic charm.

From high above: my sister’s loft,

Oh what a view!

The valley of The Aire: just set

Before me like an open map.

These towns and villages, all pasted on those undulating hills.

Above, the ever changing clouds right now are drifting, aimlessly along.

A tree-dot landscape smothered by those clinging mists.

The clouds roll on, imperiously

Lording over everything:

A land all shrouded in mystery.

Paul Butters

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  • Karen Gross on Jul 25, 2011

    Great poem, and what a beautiful view!

  • PaulB on Jul 25, 2011

    Actually I got the view and you got the poem. lol ;)

  • RS Wing on Jul 25, 2011

    Hey, that was really good, Paul. Very uplifting and awesome photo. Is this where you live? If so. quite beautiful and looks like some areas of NY. Love the greenery and serenity. Great show

  • Lord Banks on Jul 26, 2011

    You have a wondeful view great poem. We don’t have the dales in my part of Yorkshire but their not far! LB

  • PaulB on Jul 26, 2011

    Thanks folks. I was rather concerned that Triond going offline yesterday might have lost me views. So thanks again for commenting.

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