Escape Comments

nicely made a lovely chick There was I, a solitary figure, Alone on the top of the downs: With all of the clouds astir And far from any town - The sea in the distance A single grey line, How I felt, how I saw those views So fine

Dear Philippa, A truly breathless adventure. I don't want to spoil it, in my quest for ambitious display of my literary prowess, which thankfully fails me now. Phillip

Great poem. Very atmospheric. Nothing like the exhilaration of being alone out in the hills!

I enjoyed this too, though the mitre mite nead some tweaking here and there. Fantastic effort for one so young.