Today on Sunday Stills the topic is:

Images inspired by favourite song lyrics or original poetry.

Here’s one of my own poems entitled ‘Walking in Suffolk‘, along with some of my photos of the area where I live, which is often called the ‘Land of Skies’. This suits me, as I like to be able to see the horizon:

Ditches and rivers

And crops again born,

Pheasants and ducklings,

A motherless fawn,

Trees bare of leaves

As they wait for the sun,

Walking in February’s mist…

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Footpaths and puddles

And mud on the roads,

Drive, but look out for

Those amorous toads,

Trying to find

That pond they left behind.

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Dog-walkers wear Barbour

To keep out the cold,

I pass them and smile a bit,

They carry little black bags of s**t.

I say “Good morning” as it’s only right.

Suffolk people are very polite.

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The cawing of rooks

In tall poplar trees

Not wanting to be ‘bombed’

As I walk underneath.

Sheep, country folks,

Hedges and oaks,

Watch out for the bullock,

Whilst walking in Suffolk.