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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