More ups and downs

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Dear Monty,



This experience was uplifting - a walk with two other men coming to terms with the issues that are put our way - the changes wrought by age and retirement, the pain and joy of memories both good and ill. Uplifting though because it is so true that burdens shared really do lighten the load.




Forest Coal Pit to Twmpa.

I wound up the road from LLanigon in my battered car to the foot of the Black Mountains.
I saw a mountain hare
A red kite circling
A raven
And skylarks





Over the Gospel Pass to meet
Two men
Like 'Last Of The Summer Wine'


Hedgerows were bursting into new life
Arum, sorrel, aconite, digitalis, primrose and budding branches




We walked past Journalists houses




We pulled up to the ridge on a sunken lane




Unburdening on our way
Stress and anxiety
Passion and dreams
and the real things of this strange life

Llanthony Priory like a miniature medieval ruin
We try and pronounce Capel y Fin and
Twmpa

Easier to say Lord Hereford's Knob

With a smirk we finally mount the priapic mound



Vistas
Vales
And big skies greet us in the evening sun.



Paul

Comments

  1. JohnK17 April 2016 at 23:51

    After reading another blog today (you know which one), I can't help adulterating part of your verse:

    Over the Gospel Pass to meet
    Two men
    Like 'Last Of The Summer Wine'
    Missing a third.

    You'll understand, I'm sure.

    And stop reminding Charles that he's old!
    :)

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    1. Paul Steer21 April 2016 at 19:20

      Yes a sad thought - not reminding Charles of being old - but missing the third.

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  2. Anne Wareham18 April 2016 at 09:45

    Good to have two perspectives on your ramblings! Xx

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  3. Gardens at Waters East21 April 2016 at 18:55

    From one older man - thanks for the posting. Enjoyed JC

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  4. Unknown17 April 2017 at 17:24

    Baggsy Clegg....

    Lovely verse and pics Paul. :)

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