Ghosts Poem by Stefan Splawinski
Ghosts
there in a wealden forest
looking out from the hill
amongst clay brook and oak
location where all is still
once iron furnaces and soot
trees chopped down for wood
large glasshouses and mines
past industry proudly stood
no loud clanging of anvils
or heating by glass makers
just quaint rural property
for rich movers and shakers
Saturday, February 20, 2021
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Chiddingfold Surrey UK
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