Sonnet for Daina

We say goodbye, as April turns to May,but not forever, only for a time.The seasons, months, and years all fall awaywe reason so: remembered days in rhyme Are fondly summoned to the heart and mindthe children's laughter, party games and song; and momentarily it seems unkindto recall past joys after they are gone. Still I... Continue Reading →

Still Time

I wonder, by the riverside while following the swirling tideof human filth, spilled far and wide:Is there still time to save us? The factory's putrefaction stenchand farmed manure, in ditch and trenchadd to the rot, compound the stench:This is no way to save us. Yet somehow, it is not despairbut strength, in nature's song I hear,(while... Continue Reading →

Oddendale

Ode & dale, and song and valewhere sounds reboundthroughout these chamberedmounds of earthwhich, covered since their birth are now revealed in lines which led mehere I liebeneath the open sky:A wanderer A warriorA pilgrim childam I I have been circling again...

Kindred

On Moor Divock, risingThe Lake District roundmillennia passingabove the hard ground beneath: water, dancingice carved this landscrying, surfacing where these stones stand. The Pennines, to their eastmark a watershedbetween ancient landscapeswhose secrets are hid for those who would find them:pilgrims to the stoneswhere once, circled moundssoftly covered the bones of the people who built themand dreamed... Continue Reading →

Ranging

Ranging, over the northern hillssoaring high above these streams and rills:your touch transports me to a land beyond this cold, dark earth becoming hallowed groundswept back, so to reveal the starry sky,above the ley-lined land, for you and me. Dancing, reeling the circle round,weaving between the flowers, where they're found:footsteps so soft you would not know... Continue Reading →

Spring

Spring, once again spring,outside our window, starlings singas light takes on a gold-green glowsomehow I know (somehow I know)that new life is awakening I sense a stir — a quickeningand all things turn towards the lightas well they might (as well they might). Day breaks like the waves upon the beach, through tide-washed caves,carving the secret codicesof... Continue Reading →

A Circle

I see me from the inside outyou see me from the outside inand in this way, I have no doubtwe're bound to win. I see you from the outside inyour eyes alight, your smile as brightmy heart you win, my love, my sinand my delight. I weave a circle on the landalight with magic, stone... Continue Reading →

Henge Complex

A pebbled bank reveals a hidden hollowwithin the ring, one standing stone remainssheep nibble grass, where sometime pilgrims followancient clues, and wonder at the finds: Fingerprint traces, earthworks overgrownwith grass, and time, amnesia and mist; manicured, resembling a lawn,a village green, King Arthur's holy quest Perhaps began here, in the mythic mindbut elders, in more distant... Continue Reading →

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