the following is a poem written by Bridget who came to our Words & Ideas event at the Coleford Festival and was inspired by it ... she doesn't have internet access so has sent this and another poem to post onto the blog. So, here's ...
LAMMAS
Great Fire Festival of Summer's height
AUGUST
Gone are days when wheat
Toppled to the swish of sickle and scythe,
Then man carted it to threshing floors.
Mechanical giants
Have roamed fields
Cutting and separating
Grain from straw,
Leaving little harvest
For birds and beasts.
Earth, now unencumbered
By lineal plantings,
Glories in warmth and
Rain's replenishing power.
Plants made dormant,
Deprived of space
By man's cultivation,
Start to grow
As Nature intended.
Badger, Fox and Deer are
No longer impeded,
Hares roam free,
Their joy reflected
By leaps and dances
In the Moonshine.
Perseus joins in
Lightning night skies
With shooting stars.
This from a lady who has very little confidence in her writing!
Fi
xx
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1 comment:
Lovely - I really like the hare leaping in the moonlight & the sense of relief that nature can again do her thing
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