Catbells is changing colour
burnished copper into gilded green
the fields, alive in flower
give on to glorious mountainscapes, serene
Higher peaks peppered with snow, below
the wan sun warms the valley floor
here we may lay aside sorrow
where grieving sings no more
The birds trill out their tra-la-la song
all the length of my broad trail
their honeyed melodies in throng
rise, warm my heart, and rouse the vale
And all the land’s alight with springtime
majestic mountain, rolling field
beats with my heart, my footsteps keep time
and I am reborn: everwild
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I went out walking in the Lake District yesterday, came back with aching legs, and heaps of poetry…
Sharing with earthweal’s Open Link Weekend #113.
Experiments in Fiction 
Well penned Ingrid, Loved these lines, and the wonderful old song from Carole King
“here we may lay aside sorrow
where grieving sings no more”
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Thank you, Ivor – that one was my favourite too – there are places where our grief is soothed, if only temporarily…
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Yes … those soothing places are out there for us to sleep in …
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“majestic mountain, rolling field” — This line is amazingly beautiful.👌
I do check blog posts, once in a week, or whenever I feel to read. I enjoyed your poem.
Though your blog name is “Experiment in Fiction”, you’re a natural gifted writer.
Take care of yourself, friend. 🖌️🎨🌍😇
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Thank you for your kind words, Lokesh 🙏
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Such a beautiful, uplifting verse, Ingrid! The joy, the sights, the sounds of that walk came through gloriously. ❤️
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Thank you, Punam – it surely was glorious!
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You are welcome.
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Good to touch base, isn’t it.
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Certainly! Although tell that to my sore feet 😅
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😂 Worth it though
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Definitely!
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A lovely area to inspire writing. We lobe being close to the Lake District and Pennines.
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Me too! Thank you David 🙏
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What a beautiful, inspiring place–
“majestic mountain, rolling field
beats with my heart,”
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Thank you, Merril: it is good to be home 😊
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It must be. 💙
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Isn’t nature just the ultimate…
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Absolutely!
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So serene–just the landscape I needed this morning. (K)
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Thank you – I’m glad it helped!
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Words tend to be heavy sometimes (haha) That’s why your legs ached… Adored your poem. thanks.
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Thank you Selma ✨
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Beautifully expressed – that feeling of rapture that the landscape can inspire.
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Thank you Marion 😊
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“Everwild” – how perfect! I felt the beauty of the trail, alive with birdsong. How lovely.
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Thank you Sherry 😊
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Everything about this poem is a calm delight: “here we may lay aside sorrow.”
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Thank you Susan!
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This poem is like magic, Ingrid. So very beautiful!
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Thank you so much Jeff!
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You’re welcome, Ingrid! Always.
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Aww, so soothing, so comforting. ❤❤👏
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Thanks Lamittan!
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Welcome, Ingrid.
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You are a breath of fresh air, Ingrid. The lakes are your eyes, quite clearly. Wonder filled & wonderful: well done!
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Wonder filled and wonderful is the setting to which I write my attempts at word-music. Thank you Nick!
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Breathtakingly beautiful, Ingrid! I could feel the experience so vividly through the poem and the lovely photo! :)
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Thank you Cheryl, I am glad you enjoyed this 😊
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Lovely! Felt as though I were floating along beside you …
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Thank you 😊
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so gorgeous Ingrid and so glad you got out in nature..love the song and picture! 💖💖
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Thank you, Cindy. Thinking of you since I saw your Insta post 🙏💕
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oh thanks so much!! what was thinking .. now i have more to catch up with 😂💖
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Give yourself a break! 😅
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Thanks so much!… 💖
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Ingrid, your poem is a mixture of sweet charm and sophistication. An engaging read! 🌄
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Thank you Michele – the landscape does inspire me so 💖
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By your words, we are inspired. ✨
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aching legs and heaps of poetry, way to go! Brings such peace beauty and wonder :)
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I agree: a special type of exhaustion filled with gratitude 🙏
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