Mercia;
Shrouded in myths,
Both supernatural
And heroic might.
A tale of tales,
Of legends' of humanity,
Of legends' of nature.
Legends of legends,
Both told and untold.
Its lakes,
Jewels waiting to be found.
Spread far and wide,
Of diverse variety.
'The Lake District' may have the biggest,
But Mercia has numerous.
Some ornamental,
Some for events
In water-sports.
For painters, poets, story tellers,
Photographers.
Picnics,
With family, friends or
For romance...
There are rainbow meadows;
Forest sanctuaries,
For timid creatures to hide and thrive.
There are even coastlines,
For wading birds
And surfers to surf...
There is architecture,
Old and new.
Tales of tales,
Of fables,
Of comedy,
Of tragedy,
Of love...
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Mercia - (By David Hurt)
PoetryPicture by merciadragon.net A Selection of poems, by me, dedicated to my home province...