Words from a bridge in Bampton
Posted: April 1, 2014 Filed under: Poem | Tags: birdsong, bridges, Devon, spring 2 CommentsI’m in England
The spring sunshine liberated for an extra hour,
Bird song fat and full as the
Bud bursting magnolia and cherry
And I am as wistful as autumn
For
Whilst spring and it’s promise
Flows as sweetly as a Devonish stream
And blossoms in my heart
I am here
And you are there
And that’s ever too far apart