NaPoWriMo - Day 14 - Tissington Trail

Yesterday's prompt was to go for a walk and incorporate our observations into a poem. This was the result of a bracing walk along a disused railway line.

TISSINGTON TRAIL

The path climbs

at a gentle gradient

through the Derbyshire peaks. 

Where it passes along the high embankments,

the spring wind

blows away

not

just

the

cobwebs

but also

the spiders

who made them. 

In the cuttings,

shaded from the sunlight,

the remnants of last month’s snowdrifts

still stand,

up to two feet thick. 

Blue-tits and chaffinches

flutter in the scrubby trees,

whilst the spring lambs frolic

in the fields alongside. 

Half a century ago

this track was a busy railway line. 

Today its passengers

are walkers, cyclists and riders. 

Yet the ghosts of the old trains

have not left us. 

Beeching’s legacy

is still remembered.