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As  you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Enjoy the scene before you; rolling hills  of many colours
Take the time, pull in, step out of your motor
Breathe deeply, take time to just be
Admire the grazing sheep and ponies
Not a care in the world; roaming free

priceless

As  you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Let your mind roam free
Give yourself  time for a break; breathe in the clean air
Regenerate your mind become for just a moment become free without care

priceless

As  you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Take note of the palette of colours; Red, orange, yellow, green
Painting a most glorious rural landscape scene
Breathtaking in its simplicity
A million miles difference from the painting of a City

priceless


As  you drive across the Moors
Surrounded by Heather, Moss and Gorse
Most of all be thankful, of course
That some of our parks are protected from development and modern progress
Preserved for us all to see
To visit from time to time and just be free

*priceless
Priceless,  anytime you can just switch off for 5mins is priceless.
I love dartmoor and a recent visit even though a short one and accompanied by my grandson was very invigorating.
She had all that she could take.
Her boyfriend was so fake.
It was time to tell him goodbye.
And stop listening to all his lies.
So away his little bird flew.
Looking for someone who would be loving and true.
 Nov 2019 Anthony Pierre
Emma
what gives popularity?
today is, tomorrow is not.
It does not bring income,
it does not make you smarter,
it does not bring stable work.
who needs this popularity?
not me
Emerge before me
Loom figure I long to see
Hallucination
99 percent of all living creatures
Die by being eaten alive

This predatory terror
Is the way predators survive

I am a vegetarian
My parents named me Todd

Yesterday at St. Thomas More
I ate the Lamb of God
Crimson red roses
Arresting the sweet Fragrance
Antique silver bowl
Inspired by
a flower arrangement in an antique silver bowl, embossed and carved in Burmese  mythological art


This was supposed to be a haiku, I usually never tag them, the second line was short of one syllable, added the word ‘sweet’
Thank you so much, Carmen Jane, for bringing it to my notice and helping me correct my mistake :))
Just your typical
Barn burner:
One last roll
In the hay
That turned out to be
The final straw
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