By: ailsaandlisa

Jun 30 2014


Category: free verse, poem

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The Bollin Valley English Longhorns
are not interested in us
or whether their horns are pointing
at the earth or the sky.

They have a job to do: to strip away
a measure of summer grass,
keep the soil thin, let the palette
of wildflowers thrive.

The orchids are smug and ungrateful.
But for the span of their lives
the English Longhorns have fresher air
and a better view than most

and unknowingly they make
this patch of earth
more various, more beautiful,
unable to do otherwise.


The sixth poem written by Ailsa Holland as Poet in Residence 2014 at Tegg’s Nose Country Park, Cheshire. Photo by Martin James.


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