Bitter Sweet Springs

Bitter Sweet Springs

A Poem by Neville

Bitter Sweet Springs



Back in the day when


the water


ran clear, deep and so


freely ..


From the top of the hill


and on


down by the old stone


quarry,


the blocked footpath


and once


oh’ so green pastures ..


Long before


all of these darn dams,


them


darned ditches and the


damned


new builds came along


and spoilt


all our pretty views,


and then,


proceed to poison our


precious


fresh water supplies too ..

 

© 2024 Neville


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Added on August 14, 2024
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Neville
Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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Sometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..