A child standing atop a dolmen

Between the Fires: verses of earth and moon

poems by Zephyra

Nature

  • North Ronaldsey

    (Arrival on North Ronaldsay – a mindful walk to the observatory) Soaring Fulmar, graceful in the sky Tuneful whistling, Golden Plover nearby A deserted beach, azure sea With Sanderling darting on the shore Blue sky and gentle breeze This is nature, nothing more A standing stone proudly high Punctuates the autumn sky And as swallows… Read more

  • Ring of Brodgar

    A Neolithic circle Radiates energy far and wide A flock of golden plover Nestling by its side A Druid prays in silence For peace upon the Earth Sits quietly holding memories  From her peoples’ birth  Spirits dance around her In and out of stones Her ancestors are with her She can feel them in her… Read more

  • Moment

    I sit in silence Breathing the air Absorbing the light Wind in my hair Feeling the ground Hearing no sound And then as if in a moment my heart laid bare Earths energy everywhere  Pure essence of life now mine to share I open my arms  Look up to the sky This moment on this… Read more

  • Wisdom

    For I am old and wise  Years of life I’ve seen Nurtured my precious children And natures finest green Imagined a life around nature My garden a haven for bees With pollinator flowers And wonderful life giving trees What is my sense of purpose? My mission in this world Have I drifted from a career… Read more

  • Summer’s closing

    Slow and brambles Hedgerow  tangles Butterflies blue and brown Swallow, Redstart,  Wheatear feed Before the long journey down South to Africa they fly Frenzied feeding in the sky Before flying home, high And as I climb these old hill trails I sense the ancestors living this land  And hold their spirits  in the palm of… Read more

  • Joy

    Joy is unleashed Mine I feel I can shine I’m alive and bouncy Even flouncy Open hearted Flying high Not shy Arms open Wide Not closed inside Unwrapped  and bubbly Lovely Joy to share To care To laugh and dance To rest and reflect To be here And there For life is now I breathe… Read more

  • Sharing

    The joy of sharing The power of now Of Nature Sharing her energy Spreading it wide Glowing  inside The rushing rivers The welcome shade The dappled sunshine The sacred glade The rhythmical rolling Of waves on the sand As the sun sets Over the land Moon glow Stars bright Sun sleeps Moon lights And so… Read more

  • Mermaid

    Sat on the edge of the sea With her long flowing hair On rocks grey and glistening  A beautiful girl was there Her bright shiny colours By the frothy blue sea For a moment, just a moment She was a mermaid to me But when she moved from her pose Like a graceful gazelle There… Read more

  • Sacred grove

    I’m in my Grove It’s Chanctonbury Ring I press my feet hard onto the ground I see ancient people all around I’m sitting there wise and still I can hear them Thrill I can see people frolicking in the sea naked laughing dancing My feet press firmer into the ground I open my arms to… Read more

  • I am woman

    I am a bold and beautiful woman Treading lightly on our precious  Earth I feel her light and powerful energy Ebbing and flowing with each seasons birth I am a strong courageous woman Full of hope and joy and truth I am a tender gentle woman Wishing peace upon all Earth I am a wild… Read more

  • Searching

    Searching for  stones in their resting place  beside the sea Searching for stories amongst the pebbles Of the past Or the pounding sea  Searching for stones that mean something to me Read more

  • Quietly

    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

  • Awen

    Sitting on a wooden seat The beech nuts under my feet Fungi will grow  as my autumn treat I could be in a fairy ring With spirits dancing to my beat What butterflies live  here in this grove? What birds treat it as their home? And now I see where I must be For from… Read more

  • Earths joy

    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

  • Windy wonder

    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

  • Wildlife garden

    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

  • Poppy

    Who are you weeping for What vile bloodshed  Do you protect Who’s heart do you hold In your soft embrace As the bees tickle before they race To another poppy fragile in the blowing wind You all stand tall to share a brave man’s glory And we, the watchers, share your story. Read more

  • The New Forest

    The skeletons of trees Leaves rustle in the breeze Spongy beneath our feet A fairy woodland treat Dappled morning shades Emerald  green glades Birdsong happy and bright In moody morning light Leaves crunch as birds glide Scrunch as fairies hide Glistening after last night‘s shower I am feeling the woodlands power From the Earth beneath… Read more

  • Ode to the English bluebell

    Sunken lanes adorned with wild garlic Banks covered in bluebells Drooping under the weight of their purple flowers Crying out “we’re English” Reminding us of those famous words “Sink me the ship master Gunner,  split her in twain, fall into the hands of God not into the hands of Spain” We’re in Cornwall here Where… Read more

  • Cornish walks

    Hidden coves and sandy beaches Benches with snippets of view Bluebell woods with floors of beech Pink campion shining through Read more