Heartland

Saturday poem this week is a quite reflective one, looking back over memories and feeling mellow...

Heartland
 
The boat glides along the sea
Into the harbour. Now to moor,
Alongside the jetty, wind to lea,
Tie up the ropes and make secure
 
Cobbled lanes beside the church
And waves lapping beside the wall
A seagull settles on gravestone perch
Bells ring out, come here, they call
 
Upon lofty height, the dolmen stands
Gorse and heather on rocky height
Above the sea, the shore, the sands
Caressed by moon with gentle light
 
These are my places, my heartland
Share, my love, and take my hand