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Poems written by Peter Gibbs over 60 years, inspired by romance, travel, the beauty of nature, emotions and family and friends - peterspoetry.co.uk
Quietly Flows The Yealm
A misty, murky morning
To follow night-time rain
A leaden sky that looks as if
The sun won't come again
Out on the rippling water
Beneath the lowering fog
An old man bails his vessel
Watched by his patient dog
Cries of gulls a soundtrack
To this grey autumn scene
And quietly flows the River Yealm
Its colour bottle green.
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