Litha
Poems written between Litha and Lughnasadh (21 Jun – 31 Jul)
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Building my space Gathering stones and driftwood from the beach Fossils found long ago Bright shiny stones From my jewellery box All with their own stories And me with mine A bubu given by a dear friend A singing bowl Hagstones on a spiral wire And mermaids and fairies Flags and crystals Their memories Sit… Read more
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The crunch of the beech forest beneath my feet Provides me with a welcome treat As I take my seat Leaves rustling in the breeze. Sunlight twinkling between the trees The moon is behind my eyes Waiting to rise I hear Firecrest high in the pines Their bright orange crests are sun in my eyes… Read more
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The south wind brings stormy seas Gulls rest from relentless breeze Shingle clatters as waves crash Surfers ride as breakers smash The warm wind tousles my hair My lungs breathe the fresh sea air I laugh with joy as I share this beach The power of nature within my reach What a treat on this… Read more
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The perfume of Jasmine Fledgling sparrows discovering life Flitting in and out of the hedge Its edge Providing shelter from this new big world Young blackbird, half black half brown New colours unfurl Day by day The buzz of pollinators The glut of vegetables Home grown In our tiny wildlife garden That so much of… Read more
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Sun rising, Before the birds sing Summers here, The waves ring Celebrations, Happy day Happy Solstice, Let’s go and play Frolic in the summer waves Rest on the sunny sand Run naked through the woods Holding natures outstretched hand Lie under a shady tree Feel the pulse of natures drum Hear the Earth sing her… Read more
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Sun rising, Before the birds sing Summers here, The waves ring Celebrations, Happy day Happy Solstice, Let’s go and play Frolic in the summer waves Rest on the sunny sand Run naked through the woods Holding natures outstretched hand Lie under a shady tree Feel the pulse of natures drum Hear the Earth sing her… Read more
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Strong is the sun And it’s life giving power The earth is awash For here is the hour Sing as the day breaks Party with friends Dance as the sun sets As this joyous day ends Celebrate loudly Abandon your sorrow Don’t welcome the dark Let that be the morrow Read more
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I feel Like an ancient villager Blessed with the gift of time To walk from Woods Mill to the rising Sun And chronicle it in rhyme Sharing the space with butterflies and buzzards Admiring the view of Chanctonbury Ring A patch of shade a well earned treat for the river too low to dip feet… Read more
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I’d glide like that if I had wings like yours And rest long enough on each flower to give you time to get your camera out and then Just before you press your shutter, I would flit tantalisingly onto the next flower Leaving you forever expectant Sharing my freedom But in the joy of a… Read more
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As I wander up the hilly path My thoughts rest with every breath My steps move rhythmically on Calming me, one by one The purple carpet of thyme like a sea Feels like nature welcoming me To rest in this space and turn off my mind To be still in this place and gently unwind… Read more
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Last year our garden was buzzing with bees And butterflies too This year We’re down to a few Where are the bees? I’ll wait for the marjoram flowers to start before I completely lose heart Last year they were alive and humming Busy bees were busy buzzing Gathering pollen til laden down The very busiest… Read more
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I pause to overtake the viewOf farms and fields and sheep a fewOf little lambs a gambling allThrough fields with fence or dry stone wallsAnd now I feel relaxed and soOnto work I want to go (Written on my journey to Whaley Bridge surgery) Read more
Between the Fires: verses of earth and moon 