Walthamstow Marshes

Leaf 291 – Looking Back

 

While living on London’s Stoke Newington High Street, some twenty-five years ago now, nearby Walthamstow Marshes was the place where I would go to get some rugged refreshment in the form of a long walk and a lungful or two of fresh air at the weekends – whatever the season, and whatever the weather.

 

 

WALTHAMSTOW MARSHES

 

Crunching gravel

along the Lea –

weathering the winds

rippling through reeds

on the low-lying marshes.

 

Metal wheels grind and

screech along the viaduct,

rattling rails; slow trains

slinking out of the city,

while birds take wing.

 

My foot thuds echo back

along the boardwalk;

the breeze slowly lightens,

heading homeward –

with a heart refreshed.

 

 

 

 

Photograph credits: N. Chadwick/Geograph