Blackeny To Cley Beach - Poem by James Tipp
Blakeney to Cley beach
Unfettered horizons of blue sky and multicoloured marsh,
Adorn this Norfolk landscape meandering paths,
Make for an exciting journey across the wetland seascape.
Geese honking, sound like a children's playground.
Lapwing, avocet, egret, dip and dive in this swampy landscape,
Whilst the skylarks sing their melody on high.
We travel on to Cley, the windmill beckons across the marsh
The winter sun warms our way, a cloudless horizon of various shades of blue
The huge sky, a dominant wall to wall feature of this day
Winter will soon be gone, new life will abound, the scene will change.
(c) J Tipp 2015 March
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