Henry Moore Poem by James Hart

Henry Moore



Under the blossoming oak trees
Besides the green, green glade
Over the sheep-filled farmland
Lambs around them played

Large and larger the sculptures
Made out of brass by Moore
Abstract yet telling their story
Of wonder and of awe

Spread out yet seen much better
From near and from afar
Static and yet dynamic
Attractive like a star

So thank you, thank you Henry
For such unexpected pleasure
Living so comfortably outside
Enjoy each one at your leisure.

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James Hart

James Hart

Grappenhall, Cheshire
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