Fog rose out of the valley
Where Hoar Oak Water runs
Swarmed up onto our hill path
Rose further to blot the sun
Encompassed within minutes
We faltered on our way
Scrambled up a steep slope
To see hills afloat on a vast sea
Copyright © 2017 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The Cheesesellers Wife 
Lovely writing
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Your appreciation is much appreciated! :)
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What a magnificent reward is that view for a treacherous hike. Terrific poem, Kim.
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Thank you Sharon. Its our favourite Exmoor walk, and every time different!
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Loved it
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Thank you!
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These lines are lovely, Kim, and paint the scene beautifully. I particularly like the details of ‘we faltered’ and ‘scrambled’ which let the reader catch a glimpse of those observing the scene. 😊 (incidentally, did you mean to say ‘encompassed within’? Not important)
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Thank you John for your kind words —and for the proof reading. I have edited the poem now!
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Magical capture! and a lovely poem.
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