Celebrating Exmoor in glorious Devon U.K.

Wild-Land.

Table-top moor-land.

Treasured and rare.

Open and free-land.

Weathered-clean air.

Purpling hill-land.

Ponies run there.

Old granite stone-land.

Untamed yet fair.

Sheep-grazing green-land.

Foxes safe lair.

Winter-white snow-land.

Home to the hare.

Cliff-scaling high-land.

Climb if you dare.

Eagle-sky wild-land.

Naught to compare.

carol
fay the way you pen this i could live there

robyn selters
Gloriously satisfying... one is right there thrilled by the wild lands...

Lynda Robson
Vivid description of a wild untamed place, thanks Fay xx

Sandra Martyres
I adore your version of wild-land...a far more beautiful and safe place to stay than most cities in the world... Lovely write Fay

Raj Arumugam
beautiful description and good pace as well, Fay...

Nikunj
peerless in all respects. the vast expanses and the shades of freedom and freshness , all captured in sweet verses....belonging to a city mired in concrete I miss the table tops that are seen only in books or lovely poems like these.

T A Ramesh
Incomparable indeed!