An anchor holdsFast In a storm With strength imbued Taught and firm In calm Released The boat will drift What anchors us when things get hard?Or do we come adrift?
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Starlight Memories
Gossamer threads Spun goldJoin heaven to earth;Whispered ethereal messages Across time And spaceChase conversations Across the skies;Echoes of thoseWho walk on distant shoresWho walk in parallelLight and freeIn time and space Tracing the stars.
For St Peter’s Day
Your nameMy name Written on the palm of His hand Look at a stone Held in the palmEach one is different Each one is held.
Running with the Wind
It plays tricks in the laneLike galleons in full sailTrees high on the banksSound like rainCocooned between banks Is like the trough of the wave With every gate passed Another blast from the side The out run is fast Wind on the back With every turn there’s a change Debris strewnPicking my way Wind inContinue reading “Running with the Wind”
Waiting for thunder
They forecast thunder:Looking above Marbled sky ever changing Sweeping like the dementors Of Harry Potter fame. A stirring overhead, Silent and heavy; A world in waiting Subtle changes Building cloud then dissipatingHeavy sporadic drops of rainFrom no apparent source.Enough to release the intoxicating smell of spores released from the earth.The orange sky against intense grey-Continue reading “Waiting for thunder”
Evening Light
Ribbons of pastel coloursChalked across the skyThe heat dissipatesThe colour intensifiesAbove The silhouette of moorland ridgeStars aligned and waiting A crescent moon aglow A hung stillnessDampness creepsAnd night waits in the wingsUntil black Is chalked across the sky Enveloping all.
Haiku : Poppies
Highlighter of vergeOf gateway or of the fieldBrilliance displayed.One day flowererA splash of red against greenNative of wasteland.Resilient seedTo paper- thin endurance Poignant remembrance.
Summer Solstice at Stonehenge
The Heel stone marks the rise The crown of the year The sun in its meridianHeld momentarily clear;Statistically recordedLongest day of light Waning days till YuleBale fires alight.Mystic ritual performed, Ancient Norse procession,The light of Earth’s existence,Mysteries of succession.The sun reaches its zenith Upon these ancient stones;Our planet in quiet alignment In beauty is honed;ConnectsContinue reading “Summer Solstice at Stonehenge”
Ruth Partridge 