Friday, 16 September 2016

Poetry from Sefton Park

Quack -
I don't know what to say about the duck
he's sitting peacefully
in the cool murky water
the trees reflection,
hiding the blue of the water
there's a rock barrier
holding back the water
the algae floating by
the wild spiky grass
unkempt in the background

the green spongy grass feeling cool underfoot
- Anon


A lovely poem created by one of our participants who was feeling inspired by a walk in Sefton Park. Photo by Kenneth.







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