Woodland ballet

Long limbs twisting in the dance Leafy fingers twitch and sway Poetry described in shades of green and brown Foundations burrowed deep into the darkness keeping time with the heartbeat the primal song of the earth This choreography is not measured in time that we can see but is no less beautiful and so I…

Your Next Stop – The Twilight Zone (Part 4)

"You unlock this door with the key of imagination. Beyond it is another dimension. A dimension of sound. A dimension of sight. A dimension of mind. You're moving into a land of both shadow and substance, of things and ideas. You've just crossed over into the Twilight Zone." So, continuing my journey through the Twilight…

Siochana

One by one by streets and cities countries fall silent one by one turning out the lights the world waits, and wonders how long will it be until it’s all okay again   And then what? Business as usual? Back to murder and war poverty and injustice pollution and destruction Business as usual or even…

Autumnus

Spreading her cloak of red and golden leaves she comes, heralding fecundity the bounty of the good earth ready for harvest   Her cloak billows out and the trees understand mimicking her colours in the long winding down as Nature relaxes, settles preparing for bed   Bring in the gifts of God to His people…

If I were you

If I were you, and you were me things would be different, you see I’d be the one with all the clout and you would be at my mercy   You’d plead with me to change my mind I would savour your pain And pityingly, I would say … no, wait, let’s start again  …

The Knife

I never felt the knife Thin and oh so sharp elegant and shiny sliding in smoothly under the rib cage into my heart   For my own good, you said it’s better this way, you’ll see life is so much better when you’re dead   Knife comes out bright blood contrasting the metal sheen I…

Cynefin

This is the right place the place of belonging Where cool winds blow the sun is warm the land is rich   This is home and hearth the niche where everything fits all connected and connecting like pieces of a jigsaw finally whole   Nothing unnatural comes here The cycle of like is uninterrupted untainted…

The magic of wishing

When I wrote my poem ‘Make a Wish’ last week, it got me thinking about the different traditions of wish making, and I thought it might be interesting to look at a few of those, including where they happen and their origins, if known. Wishing Trees can be found in many parts of the world.…

Make a wish

Wish upon a falling star and peg your hopes to a flaming meteor Blow out the candles on your cake and wish on the symbolic extinguishing of flame Wish upon a first star on where your sight lands toss a coin in a fountain throw your wish in behind break a wishbone with a friend…