Monday, 11 April 2011

Wells to Walsingham

WELLS TO WALSINGHAM LIGHT RAILWAY  Wendy Webb


I do not say it is the finest view,
though you will see all Norfolk at your feet.
Beneath this sky, though there is nothing new,
you’ll simply bear an almost-comfy seat.

Though you will see all Norfolk at your feet,
a rabbit or a pheasant stray in sight,
you’ll simply bear an almost-comfy seat
to count full thirty minutes rocking, light.

A rabbit or a pheasant strays in sight,
foul sewage treatment works won’t spoil your view,
to count full thirty minutes rocking-light
until the trip has finished, tunnelled through.

Foul sewage treatment works won’t spoil your view
and, like a country walk, close wildlife
until the trip has finished, tunnelled through;
all bugs have strayed upon your child or wife.

And like a country walk, close wildlife
brush-flutters, brambles buzz through carriaged path;
all bugs have strayed upon your child or wife,
for nature’s gentle beach will wash and bathe.

Brush-flutters, brambles buzz through carriaged path,
where Wells is but a journey’s destination.
For nature’s s gentle beach will wash and bathe
in seaside splendour’s harboured combination.

Where Wells is but a journey’s destination,
fair Walsingham will touch the great beyond
in seaside splendour’s harboured combination.
Return – most holy – if the soul responds.

Fair Walsingham will touch the great beyond,
beneath this sky, though there is nothing new.
Return, most holy, if the soul responds.
I do not say it is the finest view.

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