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Poetry from Rose Farm in Cornwall by Penny Lally
You
too could live Penny's life, but only if
you don't mind being on the go fifteen hours a day, seven days a week,
presenting a cheerful face to paying guests, finding genuine sympathy for those
who bring their animals to the pet cemetery she runs with her husband
John, having as sure a touch with a new-born puppy as a massive Simmental bull
or an unbroken colt; if you can go to county shows and come home with hatfuls of
prizes, then quietly mould beautiful heads in clay, as well as feeding, cleaning
out and caring for a huge variety of creatures, many of them with two legs - oh
and still finding the time to record some of this in verse, as you will see. Its
that easy.
Penny
has no literary pretensions. She paints what she sees, what she thinks, how she
feels, in language as direct as it can be when tackling such themes, from dawn
to night, from death to canaries. She takes you by the hand and leads you
through the year in her eyes, with the clear light of a Cornish morning.
Penny
has also been my sister all my life. We are as different as this and that, but
we love many of the same things, from Nature to Manchester United. She is
admittedly crazy, but her feet are firmly rooted in her native soil, she doesn't
miss much„ and she's not a bad soul. I'm proud of her. Besides she's got Sky,
so I need to keep on her right side...
Open
your eyes, your mind and heart and enjoy.
Michael Sagar-Fenton
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Penny For Your Thoughts
Cattle Lines
Original poems by Penny Lally
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Early
Morning by Penny Lally
Warm
sun, wet grass, butterflies on blackberries
Busy
morning bees
Crowing
cockerels, distant crying calves
Wisps
of early mist snaking, serpent-like
Through
the valley trees
Contented
cattle chewing cud and basking in golden light.
Cool
shadowy lane
Sparkling
dew drops with million rainbows
A
faithful dog beside.
Clear,
clean autumn air sharp in your nostrils
Footprints
track in the dewy grass, foxy smells,
Rabbits
scuttling to ground.
Soaring
seagulls, swooping swallows chattering.
Silver,
silent aircraft overhead
Grazing
sheep, cool and happy
Horses
flicking flies with swishing tails
-Inquisitive,
beautiful, shining.
The
silence is deafening - no wind<
just
busy beasts all shapes and sizes pleased
To
be alive on such a day<
WHO
WILL SPOIL IT....
Man-machines-telephones-traffic
Deadlines-
stress-worry
Unaware
what is always there, peaceful, free -
Birds
and beasts, unflustered Unimpressed with material things.
Mother
Earth, caring, providing, solid -
AMAZING.
Both books are available from Penny Lally at Rose Farm |