In the absence of any photos of the latest Full Moon Walk ! …………..
a poetic account of the event
18 /03 /2011
Up Shannon’s lane in hope
of favour from the lunar God’s
Twenty feet seeking
safe lunar landings.
our guide to be, peeped out
to bathe us in resplendent light.
Resting atop Cloroge with tea ’n coffee
and offerings of tea-cake and sweets,
high tea indeed!
Our chattering silenced we viewed the feeble lights
of home and town stretching beneath.
of brave adventures
spirit me to another time,
innocence shared across years.
A distant ewe questions our sanity,
We reply heading for home and sweeter dreams.