Showing posts with label The Wednseday Poem. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 9 October 2019

The Wednesday Poem - Wild Geese & Local Cultural news round up

Here is this weeks poem and our round up of forthcoming local events, that will hopefully tickle your fancy!
Wild Geese
The wild geese gather in  the Totteridge Valley for their long trip south

Have you seen the wild geese?
Four dozen gathered for the flight,
Soon to flee to warmer climates,
Cackling in the morning light. 

Have you seen the wild geese?
Making ready to wave goodbye,
gathering in the Totteridge valley,
As the warmth of late summer dies.

Have you seen the wild geese?
In a day or two, they'll be gone,
The trees will then be looking bare
And we'll be left all alone.

Have you seen the wild geese?
Not caring for our colder days,
In the autumn chill who can blame them?
For leaving us the snow and rain!

Copyright 2019 Roger Tichborne

More or less every day, I walk across the Totteridge Valley. Each season is different, for sights, sounds and smells. At this time of year, there is often a large build up of wild geese in the Totteridge Valley, making ready for a move to a warmer climate for winter. The field they chose this year has recently been cleared of a corn crop, I assume they are hoovering up the last of the husks that were missed, although I'm not an expert in bird behaviour. It always makes me feel sad and nostalgic as I see birds migrating south. It signals the end of the summer. The Totteridge valley also be almost impassably waterlogged soon, so we will vary our route, to a more passable one. 

I consider myself blessed to be able to live in a neighbourhood, where I can walk in such beautiful countryside in the morning and in the evening jump on a train into the bustling heart of our metropolis. It horrifies me that so many people would casually discard that privelidge.

Cultural Round Up

Wednesday is our day to let you know what is coming up in our locality. There are some amazing events coming up. Here is our pick of the best. Please let us know if you have an event for the list. 
















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Wednesday, 9 November 2016

The Wednesday Poem #3 - The Village Green

Simmons Mead AKA Mill Hill Village Green

The Village Green

Sitting beneath the willow tree,
the sound of the running stream almost audible over the traffic rumble,
the sky is blue, 
but the cold November wind bites my face

I've been coming to this place for years,
An oasis of calm missed by the thousands in their cars,
their eyes fixed only on the road ahead,
As I soak up the last rays of winter sun in my little village green.

Copyright 2016 - Roger M. Tichborne

(Note: I wrote this poem on Sunday, when the sky was blue!).

Every Wednesday, we feature a poem and a picture about our neighbourhood. If you have a poem and a picture you'd like to feature, just email to me using the link in the sidebar. I've written poetry for many years, for my own amusement. It was suggested that I share some of it. I hope you enjoy it, I'd love to feature anything you have written. 
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