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With only two stages remaining in our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge, it was high time to board a train and head for Carlisle to continue the walk. Yesterday saw me return to my native town, which is also where Daina lived, and where many of my family members are based, so this walk... Continue Reading →
The heat was sweltering at noon:the Minster Bells' cascading tunecould not relieve me, seeking shadewithin a willow-hidden glade.A boat trip down the peaceful Ousewith cooling breezes, soothing viewsserved soon to calm my sun-stroked mind,such peace as weary travellers find. Later, I walk familiar wallsas summer rain, all fragrant, fallsto I find I am a child... Continue Reading →
A poem inspired by my last Hadrian's Wall walk, and the scenery and rock art of Cumbria.
After several weeks' break from the trail, my sons and I were keen to continue our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge yesterday. We set off early, driving the peaceful Sunday morning roads to our previous end-point of Walton, Cumbria. Long road ahead The day's destination was to be my native town of Carlisle, some... Continue Reading →
A tribute to the wonderful Brian Wilson.
A satirical examination of AI poetry.
A talking blues in homage to Bob Dylan on his 84th birthday. Inspired by the English seaside town of Whitley Bay.
Although yesterday started off cloudy, the forecast was for clear skies over Cumbria, so we set off early in order to continue our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge. We have moved beyond the bounds of public transport. Luckily, the roads were fairly quiet, and there is ample free parking in the village of Gilsland.... Continue Reading →
My kids and I hit the trail again yesterday, continuing our Walking the Wall for Daina challenge. As we walk further from home, the journey time to get to the start of the walk increases, so we had an early start, catching our train at 7:48 am. Still yawning, we arrived in the pleasant market... Continue Reading →
Clear as the green of May,clean as the light of daywhen winds have swept the clouds awayI see Far as the sea is widehigh as the surging tideand, setting all my fears aside,I pray For many days like thismountain heights, seaside blisssealed with a loving kiss,you by my side May inspiration bringme to awakeningsweet, sacred... Continue Reading →
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