Unscripted ( a poem and some photos)

A signpost in Polesworth, Warwickshire

We had barely a plan

More of a thought

Of direction

.

A place name on a sign

Spotted from the road

On the way to

Other Places

.

Unburdened by the lack

Of expectation

We simply got in the car

And drove

.

Unencumbered by a list of

“Things to see and do”

We arrived

We discovered

We had a great time…

.

…And made plans to return

Next time as tourists

Rather than as explorers

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A poem inspired by an unplanned road trip last week, to Polesworth in Warwickshire, and some photos of said place.

The Abbey Church of Saint Editha with the war memorial

If you’ve been around for a while, you will know how much I love gargoyles and grotesques…

The River Anker with ducks hiding along the bank

The breath-takingly beautiful abbey gatehouse, dating back to the mid-fourteenth century, though the abbey was founded centuries earlier, during the Saxon period