Mousehold Heath Defenders

Remorseless Gorse

  Twisted and bent, blackened and sad they stood

Starkly against the grey sky
On a soft rolling slope of gentle green fern
With the roadway meandering by

Arson or accident caused devastation, flaming
A swathe of dead ground
Leaving bare markers that painfully show
Where the once lush green growth did abound

Mother Nature’s resiliant, determined and strong
Renewing a beautiful sight
So sometimes it’s nice just to lend her a hand
And remove the reminders that blight

Twisted and bent, blackened yet proud they stood
Surveying the work of the morn’
Five mighty heaps by the side of the road
There to be shredded and torn

Shoulder to shoulder they ‘d bent to the task
Toiling away through the day
Stopping only for water that Clare did insist on
To keep dehydration at bay

Sweat soaked and weary, black from the soot
Muscles incredibly tender
We stagger off home to lay in a hot bath
I’m glad I became a Defender !!!

Pat Dent

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