A stone’s throw

A stone’s throw from the hillside
and a stone’s throw from the beach
Gosh! I am a lucky fellow
to have this in easy reach

And what’s more I have a river
from the sea into the hills
so if I tire of either
I have that to bring the thrills

This really is a lovely place
this Shoreham by the sea
and there’s no other haven
where I think I’d rather be


Photo – Jempics

Went for a walk

Went for a walk
down by the sea
Near to the waves
as they sang to me

Went for a walk
up on Sussex hill
Near to the Downs
a longing to fill

Went for a walk
along river’s bank
always a thrill
to be perfectly frank

Went for a walk
just down the road
and thought of this rhyme
there as a I strode




Thinking that I really ought
to get myself together
The High Trees circle beckoned
with a turning of the weather
Sun was shining bright and warm
and with Obi on the lead
We set off along the riverbank
at a reasonable speed

It’s good to get the practice in
for the South Downs walk this May
When, with my brother David we’ll
be walking every day
The High Trees circle, seven miles
so a good rehearsal for
The Eastward South Downs Way we’ve planned
and all that has in store



I gaze up to those Sussex hills
beneath clear skies of blue
And one word springs to mind that is
descriptive of that view

For they’re nothing short of gorgeous
bathed in the evening light
A landscape painted there for me
a truly lovely sight

They sing to me in dulcet tones
with soft and sultry voice
These fields of green and rolling hills
For them I’ll oft rejoice


Day 7 of the ‘Blogging from A-Z challenge

A good place to be

Sun shines, enticing me
up on hills or down by sea
Inspiring with the warm and free
down here at the coast

Winds blow, surrounding me
up on hills or down to sea
This is the place I love to be
down here at the coast

Rain falls, refreshing me
up on hills or down to sea
Though to the sun I’ll always flee
down here at the coast


Like a dream

There’s a hill above Shoreham
where you can see the sea
shining silver and bright in the sun
A reminder indeed
of the coast where we live
work and play hard and have fun

Yet turning to gaze
at this wonderful sight
yet again it’s a pinch I must give
For it seems like a dream
that I’m here in this place
and what’s more, it is somewhere I live


Mile Oak

Nestled underneath the downs
Mile Oak paves the way
So many opportunities
to choose from every day
We could take the path to Truleigh
climbing steep beside the field
Before things level out at Fulking
with fine views across the Weald

Or we could choose the little roundabout
The short circle to the farm
A little amble, short and sweet
with no hills to bring alarm
We could head up to the South Downs Way
and join it for a while
Head west towards the famous Ring
or west o’er fence and stile

Or we could simply sit and chat
Make friends with the donkey
Watch the ducks and chickens
with nice cake and cups of tea
Mile Oak has all this and more
It’s a very special place
One we’ll return to often
and our footsteps there retrace


The summer of me

When the morning air welcomes
From a night time that’s done
And the wind has died down
Giving warmth to the sun
And the sea’s a flat calm
Now the new day’s begun
The summer of me lives again

When the air is as crystal
And there’s barely a sound
With the dawn’s heavy dew
Still fresh on the ground
And the day lies there’s quietly
As it wants to be found
The summer of me lives again

When the hills of fair Sussex
Are yellow and green
Painted there in bright colours
At the best I have seen
And the blue of the sky
Is a deepening sheen
The summer of me lives again

When the ocean I love
Mirrors skies overhead
And the waves whisper back
Every word that I’ve said
And the shingle reminds me
Of the life I have led
The summer of me lives again

When all of these things
Come together to show
What life is about
For those in the know
And envelop me in their
Comforting glow
The summer of me lives again


Photo – Sussex Downs – Jempics

Wonderful view

Vibrancy of morning
attracts me again
as westwards I travel
on another train
Over the river
reflecting the blue
a fleeting glimpse
of the Shoreham sea view
Then through the green
of the open flood field
at the southernmost point
of the fine Sussex Weald
Victorian houses
of the coastal towns
beside the sea under
the rising South Downs
I’ve said it before
but these words remain true
as I’ll never get tired
of this wonderful view.



I have a beach of shingle mixed
with golden sea-washed sand
Its grandeur and its mystery
forged by God’s own hand

I have a river winding through
the valley from the sea
It’s tidal waters flowing
as they meander gracefully

I have a range of rolling hills
behind the Sussex Weald
Chalk-clad downs and pathways
Filled with many types of field

I have midst all of this my home
it is a special place to be
In Shoreham on the Sussex coast
with the river, hills and sea


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