Of bat
Of ball
Of hallowed turf
Of Pennine greens and golds
Of patchwork fields
Of grazing sheep
Of cries of “catch it”, “owzat”, and “six”
Of moorland skies
Of Pennine cloud
Of lonely scoreboards
Of parasols, pints, and picnics
Of autumnal hours
Above the valley
Of Pennine cricket
In West Yorkshire
©Alan McKean
23 August 2025
Written at Stones CC. Stones versus Mytholmroyd
