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Lincoln Minster

Vestibule of Lincoln’s crown
Set high upon the hill
Still reaching out cross the shire
In awe and wonder still

Set out against the clear blue sky
The Minster’s mission proud
To welcome, greet with open heart
To beckon all aloud

And through the years it’s stood transfixed
In garb of mighty stone
A church, icon, community
Alive and not alone

Lincoln Cathedral from the west, showing all t...

Lincoln Cathedral from the west, showing all three main towers (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Plane Waltz

I saw a plane dance in the sky
‘Gainst fields of corn and air so blue
With clouds she frolicked, turned and dived
Aerobatics so true

She swooped and glid and swirled and swung
Up in the sky so clear she flew
A waltz between man and his plane
A spectacle construe

With grace she seemed to stall then plunge
A pathway in the air she hew
Controlling airspace with such poise
Such skilful perfect view

Flying Bulls Aerobatics Team during an Air Sho...

Flying Bulls Aerobatics Team during an Air Show in Krems, Austria (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Tweet Meet

At a certain time each month
A flock descends to meet
Birds of a certain feather
Who frequently do tweet

Putting social into media
To share a thing or two
The nest – a place convenient
The mix some old; some new

To network and to natter
And all with due respect
To introduce to others
The face of LincsConnect

#LincsConnect is a hashtag on twitter that links Lincolnshire businesses, charities and individuals in a collaboration to raise the profile of each member using the hashtag through retweets and mutually spreading the word.

Once a month they meet up to put the social back into social media. If you’re in Lincolnshire join us by tagging your tweets #LincsConnect and if you’re not why not do something similar in your area.

Yellowbelly

Now see that yellowbelly imp
A-running through the fields
A throwing tates ‘bout here and there
With cabbage leaf for shield

And knobby greens to munch on
With cheeky glint in eye
This little imp all mischievous
To catch those passing by

For then he’ll go and poach you
Attach right to your heart
And draw you into Lincolnshire
From whence you’ll n’er depart

For yellowbelly fever will
Just catch you and keep hold
With love for land of open skies
The fens’ and dales’ pure gold

*Yellowbelly is the colloquial term for a person from Lincolnshire (UK).  The origin of the name is disputed but to find out a bit more click here

Lincolnshire flag

Lincolnshire flag (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Newton’s Waltz

I took a lift to the top floor
And there a ballroom spread
A beautiful, outstanding room
With windows laced in lead

And in the air ethereal sounds
Of Waltz from days gone by
The violins in harmony
Playing under starlit sky

And there upon the dance floor
In gowns from ancient day
The ladies with their gentlemen
Dancing the night away

Then in the midst I spotted him
The son of Grantham town
From statue had alighted
With gravity come down

Dispersing all the colours
In a spectrum of delight
With grace and understanding
To glide with step so light

And by the name of Isaac
He waltzed til crow did call
The ghost of Newton dancing
In the ballroom of Guildhall

Time and Motion

Time and Motion (Photo credit: Dave Pearson)

Cerulean

Cerulean
Enlightened soul
I am released
Soaring across the sky
Airborne

This is the beginning of our “Lincolnshire Skies” project using photographs of the wonderful skies that we have across Lincolnshire and connecting with the feelings that they induce – we’ll categorise each poem in this series “Lincolnshire Skies” for easy access from the side menu.  This was written using the Elfje poetry form introduced to me my fellow blogger, Richard at http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com.  If you would like to read more check out Richard’s blog or visit Libby’s blog at http://simplyelfje.wordpress.com

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Grantham

Grantham bestride the Witham sits
Where town embraces shire
And church steeple arises high
From Wulfram’s Church not to deny
Such history to aspire

Within the ancient wapentake
Of Winnibriggs and Threw
Her heritage shines out so bright
Her legacy and pride in sight
From Hills and Hollows view

Whence from the peregrine’s eyrie
That nests in the bell tower
Her soul outspread for all to see
That stretches out across country
Her bequest to endower

For here the feet of honoured peers
Attest her hidden zeal
To incubate great destiny
Inspire each one prodigiously
Her fervent heart reveal

English: Grantham town centre as seen from the...

English: Grantham town centre as seen from the top of the hills and hollows with St. Wulfram’s Church as the focal point. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Grantham is a market town in Lincolnshire, UK.  Birthplace of the UK’s first woman Prime Minister, Margaret Thatcher, home to Isaac Newton’s old school, The King School and renowned for being the first town to have female police officers in 1914.  The Mallard steam train broke the speed record just south of the town in 1938.  Grantham can also be thanked for producing the first running diesel engine in 1892 and the UK’s first tractor in 1896.  This poem therefore pays homage to a small town that has in its own right made a huge contribution to the world at large.
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