Wind- For Contest
Standing atop Stanage Edge
facing south to Hathersage
millstone grit your barricade
the elements and time have made
brace yourself, no time to run
clouds now cover noonday sun
cooling air marauds the peaks
through your hair and clothes it speaks
stand your ground for what it's worth
God's very breath now roams the earth
shelter by the Cowper stone
this not a place to stand alone
wait for calm then walk the moss
now nature's shown you just who's boss
safely home you make a pledge
no more to mess with Stanage Edge.
For contest 'Wind', sponsored by Skat A
27th August 2015
Copyright © Viv Wigley | Year Posted 2015
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