Rural England

Rural England

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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The recent rain, has made the land far greener.

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I look upon the vales and hills
of pleasant pastures, verdant hues,
the winding lanes and wooded copse
where English oaks reach for the sky.
Where Saxon, Norman churches lie
in villages beside the green,
and bells peal out on Sunday morn.

In summer time the roses climb
up walls of whitewashed cottages
to reach the neat and thickened thatch.
Confetti petals fall on paths,
small children play upon the lawns,
both men and boys strike out with bats
at cricket balls, the crease well kept.

The Thames meanders from its source,
a trickle first but then grows wide,
a fleet of geese take off in flight.
This river courses through my blood,
it swells with heavy rain and floods
the land where purple loosestrife stands
to line the banks worn thin by wash.

And all this water glides on down
to where it meets the tidal flow,
to urban sprawl where I was born
but now I'm torn as I've become
far fonder of the countryside.
The city has its elegance
for me its majesty has died.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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I didn't know you were from London, that is where my parents were from. I fully appreciate your words about England's green countryside, its heritage , all of its wonder to be found travelling rural roads.

You have painted for your readers some wonderful canvasses within this poem .

I live in a city but it is a mix of old and new.....

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Stella Armour

6 Years Ago

I envy you living in the countryside, i really do.
My ancestors were all from Mile End and St.. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You can be whoever you want to be Stella. Every poet knows that:))
Stella Armour

6 Years Ago

Too true, and to be honest i quite like just being myself... take me or leave me lol :))



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Symphony in few words. I can feel beauty and I can feel nature . Almost like life experience . You created good impression of English country side. I can feel your love forward place where you was born. This is good writing.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Martin. Yes I love the English countryside. I am at my best when close to nature. Your com.. read more
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6 Years Ago

Thanks i am very fine. Even I am north east coast usa. We got nice grey English weather , what I pre.. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

We have had plenty of grey today. Sun tomorrow though. Today has been very pleasant and I wish you a.. read more
I love this description of the English countryside & I’m mentally comparing your scene to my own dry barren rugged hills with a nearby river of a completely different (rocky roaring) style. I grew up in the country, then needing to live in the city for decades to pursue my career, I always dreamed of returning to the countryside, which I did about 8 years ago now. Your scene is very different from mine (really enjoyed your excellent details), but the spirit & the feelings are all the same. I hope you are now in a spot that you love, or at least, that you’ll be able to return there as I finally did! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you dear Margie. I am where I want to be. Born in our capital city, it has lost its appeal to .. read more
I visited there years ago and I know exactly what you mean. I too would rather have green leaves than grey cities. I liked the visuals and the journey.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Pleased you got the opportunity to see some of our green and pleasant land. I hope it remains that w.. read more
You describe the English countryside so beautifully in this amazing poem Chris. I’ve never been to England but it’s wonderful to see its beauty through your eyes and words. “The winding lanes and wooded copse”- exquisite language and imagery. You let the noble Thames wind us back through England’s rich Saxon and Norman history- the majesty of its past and present. Cities become tainted as they must, but as you attest, “This river courses through my blood”. You make your country proud my friend.

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much Annette. It was a pleasure sharing my Rural England poem with you. There are such .. read more
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Gee
I have Jerusalem playing in my head now. Reminds me of many places seen over the years.
Gotta say you ain't 'alf bad at this Christine
Hope you are well

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thanks Gee. Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blessed. That was one of my favourite hymns at.. read more
With your ability, you should write a story. Does not have to be long. You, I think, can write more than poetry.

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thanks Jack O. I have been known to write the odd one or two about special events, but I always come.. read more
Jack O

6 Years Ago

poetry fills the writing need and void. I will sometimes just start a piece with a dark and stormy .. read more
i love the countryside as well...having been born and partly raised in the Bronx...but spending my summers in Vermont...i learned to love country...
where i live now is mostly rural...and it is where i feel comfortable....when i talk to people who are going to visit NY city...i say..."great place to visit, but be glad you are only visiting"
i know NYC has its reputation from the songs about it...but i too, go country...one of my bucket lists is to Visit London someday.
your poem took me to your country and showed me its beauty.

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thanks Jacob. You can be in open countryside very quickly over here. I live on the Berks/Oxford bord.. read more
This reads like a solemn lullaby of sorts, and I gotta say I was lulled. Almost makes me want to go and see this place for myself. Well done!

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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

You wouldn't be disappointed if you viewed yourself. Thank you

Chris
emipoemi

6 Years Ago

I wouldn't doubt it.
You're welcome.
I can't fault the content from the first 'a' to the final 'z' -( if there is a latter) . Your writing is where i live, where my mind and heart stems from. Have travelled, been to so many countries and there's hardly a oneof which I've not found something that fascinates or touches me - made memories by the hundreds, maybe thousands.. . but the joy of coming back to ' the vales and hills ~ of pleasant pastures, verdant hues, ~ the winding lanes and wooded copsei.. ' and '.. Thames meanders from its source, ~ a trickle first but then grows wide, ~ a fleet of geese take off in flight. ~ This river courses through... ' just thrills and comforts me. As for the cities, I'm not a city person, the noise, push and shove stresses me, yet. in spite of some of the monstrosities that have been built in the past x years, LONDON is still one of the greatest in the world. Your poem, its emotion, your skill is simply.. beautiful, Christine. .

Posted 6 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Yes and is often the inspiration for our writing :))
emmajoy

6 Years Ago

Very true.. off and away now.. bless your heart.. as granny used to say.
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

:)) ....................................

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