Bringing a little bit of culture to the Blog, I came across this lovely poem about Penwortham and thought it an evocative description of this time of year.
‘Autumnal Day Dream’ – a poem with photos by Preston lass Lorna Smithers about rambling from Penwortham to the Ribble
Autumnal Day Dream
Autumnal day dream, hidden spots,
Blue sky breaks a shattering light.
Leaves are hunted, snarled, garroted,
Borne away on a stream of bliss.
Evanishing green, fallen tricks
Of world becoming forever
Skeletal. Spearing trees, sky ripped
Carcasses strewn on muddy ground.
Vision pierced by holly’s crown
Drips in leaves of orange sycamore.
Pathway opens, brazen, glowing,
Autumn forward, no turning back
Celestial guards clad in white
Shake yellow heads, clandestine eyes
Rock with silver the vertical sky,
A mirror drenched in broken glass.
Meanders chasing burn and flash
Valley’s life entrancing, binding,
Sinuous threads splinter and dash
A shining threnody of decline
Poetry and photography by Lorna Smithers, October 2012
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