Herepath

Wide as ten men abreast
The old road cuts between farms
Dips down to the river
Rises up over the moor
Rabbits lollop, lambs bleat
Rosebay glows at sunset
Where were the wars that you marched to?
Where were the victories that you won?
Here on the old Herepath
The road truly goes ever on

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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5 thoughts on “Herepath

    1. Thing is, Exmoor is wild and can be dangerous in places. But the landscape is full of both modern and ancient traces of people. The Herepath of course, but so many ruins. And the moor is wandered by sheep cattle and ponies all of which belong to someone.

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