Runs to no compass point
But starts within the human heart
Where travellers in twos may go
As for a while it winds beside
A man-made road then veers aside
We met at a cross-roads once and journeyed
Together for a while across a moor
And then on horseback sadly you waved adieu.
(Barry Tebb)
More Poetry from Barry Tebb:
- LETTER FROM KIRKHEATON (Barry Tebb Poems)
- POET-IN-RESIDENCE (Barry Tebb Poems)
- THE GIFT (Barry Tebb Poems)
- HUGHES' VOICE IN MY HEAD (Barry Tebb Poems)
- OXFORD ANTHOLOGY OF TWENTIETH CENTURY POETRY' (Barry Tebb Poems)
- THE COLOSSUS (Barry Tebb Poems)