19th December
Love is the rainbow
In the storm-dark sky
Triumphant in the treacherous gale
Glowing with an inner glow
Proud, silent,
growing in the light
While all around
The dark clouds sail
Copper lined
Brim-full with rain
Sunlight catches
the early moor
And turns it red with fire
And silver gull call overhead
All at sea
In your little boat
Knowing that you’ll keep afloat
Stay focussed on the prize
And eyes fixed
Upon your bright horizon
#poetry
17th December
The fires of the day
Are lit in burning red
Lights the dark
and black and sullen grey
Of winter night,
The world turns scarlet
And the music of the wind
Whistles through the gappy walls
And sings like violins
between the ravelled wires
And I’m flying with my raven bold
Beneath the blood-red rainbow
Into gold
To your courageous heart
And sing the joyful carol
Of this glorious winter rising.
10th December
Here is a morning
Of utter beauty
Wild of the storm
And the moor aglow
With rain and light
A rainbow
Bright, across the sky
Holds out her arms
In welcome
Though the storm
Howls around me
And the low sun
Rising behind me
Like the first sunrise
Breaking into glorious day
And the earth is made
Again
The wildness of the storm
Is calming
And gentle fires
are burning in the woods
#poetry
13th November
There’s a cold edge
To the morning
And a crystal light
The cloud is down
On the summit
But the valley is gentle
And is bathed in the kindness
Of gold’s early light
All the windows of the west
Are shining like stars
And I’m blown to the north
By winters breath
Blessed by the call
Of my raven love
Her music glows
Like the gold of the sun
Breaking free
Of the mountain mist
And shining down
On me.
#poetry
4th November
The wildest day
Since late last winter
All the leaves
Are blown away
And trees stand bare
On amber carpets
And I ride with care
Into a storm tossed day
A day for gulls
And happy crows
Their joy
Is my inclement weather
But the light at the top
Stops me in my tracks
Under the weight
Of heavy cloud
The sun is shining
Far away
And lights my moor
With shafts
of slanted silver
And I love the light
And I love the day.
#poetry
6th September
A beautiful morning
A soft-veiled sun
Wears her silver crown
Of shimmering light
And the world aglow
In hawthorn-laden
Crimson-berried
Red rowan light
The Raven sails high
As a gentle dream
In the ocean of morning
His low music rolls
like a wave to the shore
And a doe moves
Sleek
Crosses the moss
Like an otter
In water.
The lightning tree
Reaches out
And touches me
And I feel again
The wind that blows
Beyond the moon
#poetry