The Fern Ticket

Written during my year as writer-in-residence for Forestry England


The Fern Ticket I

*In the Forest of Dean, to have had your first amourous experience in the forest was to get your ‘fern ticket’


A taboo so sweet

A myth so endearing

A lover’s retreat

A comfortable clearing

Where prying eyes need not inquire

Far from the church spire

Here where only nature intrudes

And lover’s do the things they do

Within the folds of thick forest

Beneath the branches where birds and bees nest

They share together nature’s delight

With woodland cover and sunlight

In rhythm with rain, in motion with moon

To give and take, to enjoy the bloom

To dance for days and to love with it

Come with amour, here lies the fern ticket



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