Monday, 18 June 2018

WE BE CREATION'S CRYING



Bonded
To this body of birds
Wheeling in freeform flock

Rooted
Radical in earthball
Tendrils tucked
Through trackless undergrowth

Voice of the heartstop hare
From her barren form,
Whisper and whicker,
Melt and bloat

Ductile seductive
Plastic at the seabird's throat,
Barnacles losing purchase
On the toxic rock

We be creation's crying
Syrinx singing
Solidarity
With rhythmic sobs
Please cope

Struggling to shine afresh
The sun slinks up,
Wandering west
To wash the waste
Pale gold
Wanhope.

Wednesday, 2 May 2018

SEIZE THE MOMENT


I trust in cradling clouds of cicely
Its silken spilling, mirroring the stars,
I trust the hawthorn creaming into frothy
Along the margin of the sacred wood

I rest in hush, heady with damp silence,
In caverns where the cliff is mossed with life,
I rest in light where sky is stained with rainbow,
I trust, I rest in joy.