Oak and Shield

Stood under a mighty Oak,

An Oak and shield protecting me,

Viewing a meandering Dart,

Following to the sea,

Totnes Town spied afar,

Rolling fields of green,

With edges filled by trees...

 

Ancient Home

Standing in a circle of an ancient home,

Led to this place by a row of stones,

In the mist and the rain,

On a windy day,

High on a ball in a magical place,

Dartmoor has beauty on any day,

Just make sure you don't lose your way,

So stay on track for that will get you safely back...

 

A Dartmoor Way

To fall in love,

In love with life again,

To heal on a path of a Dartmoor way,

To walk upon the moorland grass,

Between the granite rocks and the gorse,

To come across a stone row,

An ancient settlement of long ago,

To stand where ancestors have been,

Go explore the great outdoors,

In the sun and the rain,

Who is Laughing the Most

One was running, one stood still,

One's glass half empty, one half full,

The day one fell, one kept running,

On another path,

A path a new,

In the dark one lay,

Fighting to survive,

To change and adapt with personnel growth,

One stood up to laugh the most....

A New Day a New Way

Dark clouds gather above,

As the sky starts to cry,

Pain in the rain,

The memory is a stain,

The one that remains,

To this day,

Tear stained scars,

Left with a broken heart,

A man has to start a new day,

A new way,

On a path,

Read 'Em and Weep

Read 'Em and Weep,

Stood with an onion in hand,

Playing with the cards that have been dealt,

Cut and diced and shuffled out,

An honest gesture stretching over time,

With tears in the eyes,

From the pain of the cut,

The effects of this onion has been felt much,

With tear stained scars marking the cheeks.....

The Dartmoor Way in the Month of May

 

Walking over baron land,

Going to Tors where they stand,

Of marsh and peaty sand,

Beware the bogs for they are deep,

Granite boulders lay about,

Where heather grows and  cotton wool clouds are low,

When the wind is strong it will drive the rain,

From this source the river flows,

Down through the valley below,

To meet the sea with golden sands,

A land of myths and legends,

Tales to chill those bones,

Of Devil's footprints across this land,

A place to explore with a compass in hand.....