Dave Pass

Hell Gill - Poem by Dave Pass

By Carlisle flows the Eden river
Which rises on Mallerstang hill.
It’s lovely country for a caver.
Where there’s a way I’ve got the will.

The stream has carved out some waterfalls.
Into a gorge it makes its way
There’s no way out by vertical walls
Just on and down by light of day.

Bending right and left I heard some “baas”
And round a corner found a lamb.
No broken bones and likewise no scars.
The same could not be said of “Mam”.

The lamb stood on a flat ledge of rock
And wasn’t keen to get wet through.
Going into water was a shock
But this is what it had to do.

Over small rocks and down the rapid.
There was no other way to go.
It walked a bit but sometimes it slid.
Down and round it went with the flow.

And then a large fall you could not climb.
Into the plunge pool I threw it.
Then jumped in after giving it time
To be carried downstream a bit.

The lamb was now heavier than before
And the waterfalls were behind.
With no loose rocks the footing was sure
And I carried it to be kind.

The gorge soon ended and up the bank
I climbed and then put the lamb down.
So into the soft green grass it sank,
Very tired but it did not drown.

I went to the farm to tell the tale
Of a hole in a drystone wall,
Of a tired lamb looking rather frail
And more sheep that could easily fall.

Topic(s) of this poem: nature

Form: Prose Poem

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Rescuing a lamb from a gorge

Comments about Hell Gill by Dave Pass

  • Kelly Kurt (9/2/2015 11:48:00 AM)

    A captivating tale, written superbly! ! Thanks, Dave. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 2, 2015

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