poetry@cheviotwalks

 

 

 

 

THE CHEVIOT: DEATH`S DOOR

 

On Bizzle Crags,

a snow slip`s suffocating death.

On Dunsdale`s whitewashed walls,

a shadow on a winter`s day.

 

This is no place to say goodbye.

 

On Braydon Crag,

a graveyard for the boys of war.

On blizzard-battered Cheviot`s back,

two flyers final fling.

 

 

This is no place to die

 

 

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