This field we walk

This field we walk
our saving grace
and for result
we love this place
Changing as
the year goes by
and different things
each time we spy
The joy of seeing
running paws
and flapping ears
to much applauds

And safety too
for here we three
are absolutely
people free
An hour of freedom
walking here
enough to give
us weekly cheer
So really what
more could we crave
when we have this
our joy to save

For it is that
in spades and more
a place we’ve both
come to adore
And Obi too
for this is his
a field to run in
doggy bliss
This field we walk
our saving grace
our hearts are here
within this place

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Photo – Houndie House Field, New Wharf Farm, Horsebridge Common, Sussex, UK – Jempics

Three acre field

December in Three acre field
so it’s wellies every time
as mostly it is raining though
sometimes it’s also fine

It’s colder now as well of course
but Obi doesn’t mind
as he still has his run about
and has a lovely time

And we still have a wander round
breathing in the air
and just like him enjoy the fact
of simply being there

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Photo – Jempics

A sheep’s lot

A sheep looking chilly
there in the field
caught my eye when just passing
in the Sussex Weald

Forlorn it stood pleading
with a look it its eye
“Could it come with me?”
as I wandered by

Alas though much as
jocund company it
would no doubt have given
me there in a bit

I had to say ‘no’
as it would not be right
for a sheep to come walking
with me in plain sight

So I bade it farewell
said it had to be patient
sheep are meant to be there
and not bee complacent

at least not enough to
when perchance I should come
to pass by its field
with some promise of fun

But I smiled as I said this
and gave it a wave
which I’m sure it acknowledged
with the look that it gave

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Photo – Jempics

Thwarted

I felt like a wander
out to the Loop
six miles again over the Downs
But the rain paid a visit
its objectives upheld
resigned to stay home with some frowns

And yes I agree with you
strongly in fact
the weather shouldn’t get in the way
but I tell you the stair rods
falling out there
made their point as they had their say

So despite all the Goretex
and wellington boots
the wet weather gear stayed at home
and the six mile circuit
didn’t see me today
as I think my words here will have shown

But don’t get me wrong
just wait for the sun
and you’ll see me up there again
cock-a-hoop with aplomb
for the six-miler long
and not kept at home by the rain

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Photo – Jempics

My southern hills

Last time I came along this way
it was chalk upon my feet
Clouds of dust cooked by the sun
in lovely summer heat

But what a change here now to see
now autumn rains have come
the dried out dip now water-filled
reflecting autumn sun

The chalk is now in muddy form
if you traverse the puddles
picking paths through undergrowth
lest you get in a muddle

But it’s still really lovely
so I’ll keep on walking here
be it in full sun or rain
on misty days or clear

For all these southern hills are mine
and are a part of me
so I will always visit them
in Sussex by the sea

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Photo – Jempics

November reflections

Clouds in the field
and up in the sky
caught my eye there
as I wandered by
Some in the green
and others in blue
reflecting each other
the fall to eschew

For this was November
though you’d never know
with the warmth of the sun
on the ground here below
So I gave them a nod
with thanks for this time
those two fields of clouds
in weather so fine

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Photo – Jempics

A lucky chap I am

Up on the six mile circuit
these hills retain their charm
bathed in an autumn sunshine
they bring a certain calm
And wandering by these hedgerows
with berries bright and red
this is the perfect place to be
o’er anywhere else instead
So I put best foot forward
and walked because I can
so conscious of the simple fact
a lucky chap I am

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Photo – Mill Hill, Sussex (on the six mile loop) – Jempics

Tri-haiku XXVIII (Healing)

With no abandon
to a mediocrity
I wait with patience

Hasten the mending
the healing of wounds and ills
Bring back spring to step

For I am waiting
Breath bated, coiled to move
to those hills again

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Photo – Jempics

With the sun upon my brow

I’d like to go out walking
but need legs to get me there
and as one’s out of action
and I don’t have a spare
I’m having to make do
with sitting with a smile
as a hobble and a limp is all
I’ll manage for a while

But I can listen to my music
play a game or read a book
and with the world outside my window
there, I still can have a look
and know that with the healing
that is happening right now
It won’t be long before I’m out there
with the sun upon my brow

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Photo – Jempics

Because I can II

At the back end of August
with pause to regale
thoughts turned to the hills
and the much followed trail

So I put best foot forward
and headed out there
knowing it always
has much more to share

No selfishness here
it has so much to give
and for these Sussex hills
there’s reason to live

And not just to live
but a ‘je ne sais quoi’
for this is abundance
a ‘four to the bar’

Joie de vivre, enrichment
the making of man
so I’ll take advantage
right here as I can

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Photo – the Sussex trail – Jempics