David Wood

Gold Star - 12,216 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

A Walk Up Kilvey Hill - Poem by David Wood

A path uneven and well-trod
Winds up Kilvey Hill
Onwards and upwards we plod
We can’t afford to stand still
We started when the sun shone
But half way up it rains
We wondered where the dog had gone
For it never had much brains
Aunty couldn’t keep the pace
We lost her half way up
Dad was all red in the face
Mum gasping held out her cup
We staggered to the summit
And sat and had our lunch
Then started the downward plummet
Feeling pleased as punch

Topic(s) of this poem: countryside, hiking, hill

Form: Couplet


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Kilvey Hill is a hill in South Wales to the east of Swansea. Kilvey Hill is 193 metres (633 ft.) high and is classed as a Sub Marilyn. The top of Kilvey Hill enjoys panoramic views of Swansea City Centre, Swansea Docks, Swansea Bay and the Lower Swansea Valley.

Comments about A Walk Up Kilvey Hill by David Wood

  • Paul Warren (9/5/2015 5:58:00 AM)


    I like these poems that give a glimpse of somewhere that you might not see. Thankyou (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 5, 2015



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