Near Kirkby Lonsdale

I was softened by the landscape.
Unfolded and unravelled amongst the limestone hills.

A tender piece of me left behind like
sheep's wool caught along the grass.


  1. i just pressed the next blog button on my husbands blog and I stumbled upon yours. I couldn't believe when I saw the words.... Kirby Lonsdale. I moved over to new york 5 years ago and miss home terribly. Home was not far from the lake district and spent many days in Kirby Lonsdale, walking around the countryside.
    Your poem is very beautiful and brought back lots of warm memories for me. Thank you!


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