Caught a bus into work
'cos the wind was quite high
and overnight it had blown
something onto the line
so the trains were all cancelled
but buses were still
accepting our tickets
for a walk with a will
But the walk was well worth it
and I made quite the most
as the route that it took
was alongside the coast
and the bonus awaiting
on the beach at the end
was a glimpse of the sunrise
which with words here I send
At this silent hour the water still
I breathe it in and have my fill
for at this quiet time of day
the river has a voice to say
all that it wishes in hushed tone
its soothing voice is quite alone
save for me who noiselessly
savours sunrise all for free
The eastern sun rose
slow behind as I walked
but I turned on a whim
and there, it was caught
a bright orange globe
rising swift from the night
in the still hours of morning
for a marvellous sight
so I took a long moment
hardly drawing a breath
before turning again to
walk back to the west
East London early morning
and I turned and caught the sun
with burning sky across the Thames
just as the day begun
Gold shone from the high buildings
in the city 'cross the way
but, heeding Shepherd's warning
knew that rain would come today
From my window up high
and out to the east
the glow of the morning
was a visual feast
Yellowing there with
the sun yet to rise
the blues and the pinks
hid little surprise
as I knew that in store
was a beautiful day
from this yellowing glow
and this lovely display
And here for Sunday
the sun still has its hat on
Hip, hip, hip hooray
Golden for autumn
it still shines yellow and warm
Hip, hip, hip hooray
Shining still brightly
it stays and it continues
Hip, hip, hip hooray
So we all walked back to Charmouth
early morning 'round sunrise
with mist in all the valleys
and a glow atop the rise
Took us about an hour
then we walked right back again
as the sun climbed higher brightly
in the east from whence it came
The splendour nature offered
all around was as a treasure
which all of us admired
good measure for good measure
And with dewdrop diamonds shining
we felt enriched beyond decree
in this really special place
where we wandered peacefully
Got up early
Went for a wander
as the sun rose on Frogmore Lane
Retraced my steps
to the path on the hill
on my own and peaceful again
There were sheep in the field
looking at me
with a quizzical look on their face
Wondered I guess
what I was about
so early in this lovely place
There was birdsong to hear
high up in the trees
a wonderful music and sound
So idyllic here
at this early hour
with no one but me here around
I walked down the path
to sit on a stile
and watch as the morning took hold
And the warmth of the sun
as it rose in the east
painted all that I saw with gold
Photo – Early morning – Meon Valley, Hampshire, UK – Jempics.
[Every year in May, my brother Dave and I go out for a week’s walking. This year we took in a series of circular walks based around our favourite long-distance trail – the South Downs Way through Hampshire and Sussex]
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