Thursday, 4 October 2012

Derbyshire - a geological poem

Today is National Poetry Day, so it seemed appropriate to dig out a few words I penned some years ago to sum up the the geology of our wonderful county. It was intended for use in the 'On The Rock's geology gallery that I was working on at Derby Museum & Art Gallery. In the end it was never utilsed. So here it is  - 23 years on.

Bleak northern moors of heathered grit,
sheer edge of climber's play;
green barren land of woven wall
and dale of Limestone Way.

In lowland south lies farm and wood
on rolling, marl-rich ground;
where rivers flow by valley side
are town and city found.

On eastern flank black coal is hid,
layered in shale and sand;
that dirty jewel of modern times,
hewn out by human hand.

Much quarried once, and still today,
for stones hard won and fought,
rock-wrenching mines of industry
this county's treasure sought.

Grey lime, dark grit and basalt black,
red marl and pebbled land;
all make these scenes of Derbyshire,
slow-carved by Nature's hand.

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