And Our Hearts Sang

Poem by: dibbledabble

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Finally I made it back to the Lake District. This poem is about a long distance fell walk that starts at Keswick and ends there. The distance is approx. 26 miles and during the walk over Borrowdale, Honister and Newlands Fells the walker will climb some 6000mtrs.

I tried to post some pictures but Booksie has changed it's uploading options and can only upload from a website, so you will just have to imagine the scenes.

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Submitted: April 24, 2013

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And Our Hearts Sang.

We stopped and looked back as we reached Honister’s head

Borrowdale now a magnificent vista;

Our minds still basking in the memory of  

Catbells reflection in the still blue of Derwent  

And our hearts sang

.

We filled our lungs with spring’s early air, our hearts beat

And echoed silently from Dale Head to High Spy

Though a word was not uttered we all heard the song

That Helvellyn to the east sang back to us.

And our hearts sang with her

.

With sun on our faces, we strode west towards Grassmore.

 Scarfell, its north walls bright with snow took up our song

And at Buttermere cast it low, then bade us follow  

Where beauty beguiled and wrapped our souls in rugged shores

And our hearts sang in her waterfalls.

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There, north did the pass snake, up over Newlands Hause

Where frozen water leapt and held our song in iced fingers.  

From the crags of Moss Force the words poured from our hearts,  

Flowed over Grisdale’s fell and into Whinlatter forest.

And our hearts song became evergreen.

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Until in the long shadows of the day we walked

To Keswick’s slate roofs and walls, beyond Blencathra called

Weary legged and out of time, from the Kings’ we declined

Raised a jar of Lakeland ale, swore next morn’ to walk her trail

And our hearts sang of journeys untold

.

And so it was,

With each gushing gill and languid mere,

Each roaring force and tumbling beck,

Each rambling fell and craggy pike.

In awe and joy did companions hike.

And three like hearts joined as one

And sang an ode, the Lake District song

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By Dibs

      


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And Our Hearts Sang

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Finally I made it back to the Lake District. This poem is about a long distance fell walk that starts at Keswick and ends there. The distance is approx. 26 miles and during the walk over Borrowdale, Honister and Newlands Fells the walker will climb some 6000mtrs.

I tried to post some pictures but Booksie has changed it's uploading options and can only upload from a website, so you will just have to imagine the scenes.
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