Originally posted on Poet on the Farm :
Here’s the Poetry Fence, after I’d added another ten poems sent to me over the weekend.  It does look rather beautiful. Then I followed Rob, the bailiff, on his rounds, and learned how the brick farmyard at Acton Scott was built purposely in the late 18th century as a model farm.  I waved a wooden flail to appreciate,… Continue reading ‘I tickled his face/ he bumped me on the nose’: how to feed a bottle lamb

Originally posted on Poet on the Farm :
Easter Monday brought sunshine to my Shepherd Poet’s Hut.  Yesterday’s poems are all fluttering inside it, and today brought many more. First I put up the poems that are already coming in for our Poetry Fence… to see them click here for the Poetry Fence Page. The Easter Sunday piglets had admirers gathered around them all day.  This… Continue reading ‘the pole bent down like a goose’s neck’…