A Drover’s Track to Market by J A J Richardson
A Drover’s Track to Market
By J Richardson 2002
The staff, the cloak, the capel
Along hedgerow by bramble
Drove the west-wind cattle
On the ancient track to Market
The barley, wheat and whey
All work their solemn way
Abreast the corn that sways
Along the track to Market
The wool, the wove, the sack
The curly Shepherd’s lad
Sometimes a Damsel clad
The weary road to Market
The snort, the squeak, the squeal
May escape this dreadful trail
Though not by head or tail
On the ancient way to Market
The Lord, the Maid, the Abbot
The Partridge, Poult and Pheasant
Awash the scent of nettles
On the winding road to Market
Forthwith the
trail of treason
Where appear there-be no reason
But harks the call of season
A Drover’s Track to Market
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