Wednesday, 9 July 2025

SEEMINGLY OUT OF PLACE... (My poem about the Sycamore Gap tree, Northumberland...)

 Seemingly Out Of Place…

(Lamenting the Sycamore Gap tree, Northumberland…)



Close by the iconic, meandering Roman wall,

The dip, rather like the one between a Bactrian 

Camel’s two humps, contained a very noticeable,

Incongruous sycamore tree. And I was in its thrall…


It was as though it had been placed there ornamentally,

To fill a space, to decorate the hollow, or provide an attraction,

A contrast to the harsh grassy slopes and Hadrian’s once formidable

Fortified barrier, constructed mainly of sandstone, quarried locally…   


The overgrown cliff edges can now but mourn the tree’s destruction,

A callous, mindless and typically contemporary, draconian

Deed, stinking of vandalism, an inane lark, or from a lamentable

Selfishness. Nature, however has already begun to sprout its own reconstruction… 



Pete Ray

9th July 2025…




Sorting old images from a visit to Hadrian’s Wall in 2016, I smiled sadly when I saw the images which accompany this poem…



The tree was truly noticeable and a real feature on the landscape near Housesteads, along the Roman wall…



TURTLES FROM PILLAR TO STEP... (My poem about broken stone at Saqqara, Egypt, near the Step Pyramid...)

 Turtles From Pillar To Step…



They crouched in line,

On harsh, stony desert sand

For their marathon race.

More than one hundred metres 

On sun-baked flat,

Streamlined to keep the pace.


They trained on hills,

On soft, yielding desert dunes

For their tough ascent:

More than four giant steps

On Djoser’s pyramid tomb,

Baulked to hinder the event…



Pete Ray

February 2009…





Broken pillars awaited reassembly I guess, but they looked like turtles about to engage in a race to the Step Pyramid at Saqqara, Egypt…