Thursday, 16 August 2007

August Blackberries


The children are picking blackberries
     and so am I,
basking in the sticky haze of out-reached brambles,
tempting and wooing those with open mouths
          and patient eyes to its side.

I am surrounded by dark deliciousness,
lost in a wilderness of simple joy,
     everything just as it should be,
the blackbirds singing with ease
while bees find heather blossoms
to make sweet what good they have,
just as I reach into the prickles, glad,
     hands bleeding berry and blood,
to fill these hours with a heavy harvest.

          Each berry is a heart,
exuding fecund life that carries on,
each summer's end a frenzied beat in time
until the next cycle gives out its
                         blessings.

                         These little gifts
hum with the sun, perfected
     by a thousand warm rays
     and the wild welsh wind that
whips across this ancient mountain side,
     once a glacier's path to sleep,
now a grassland of gorse and heather,
     broom and blackthorn.

The rain has been kind and also fierce,
     awakening the earth to her softer side,
          and I had forgotten the delight
     of standing quiet with ten thousand fruits,
listening to each murmured story
     rise up from the roots like sap in spring,
singing the earth and me into deeper life.

I cannot forget this moment
as life holds out both hands,
all bright with child-like pleasure.
 
 
 

Saturday, 3 March 2007

The Seeker

Darhion rode out with eyes of sea,
to see the world as it could be.
He found the ninth wave, a dew-gemmed brow,
whispers deep of forgotten vows.
He found the fay mound, a dark-papped breast,
wonders down there--ancestral best.
He found the haunt of dwarves and fair elves,
digging in caves, singing in wells.

Darhion rode into other realms,
the trees his ladder, a star his helm,
No more to wander ruins ash-cold
but join the Tales of ageless old.
Lords and labours there cannot abide,
but Myth took Darhion in stride.
He saw the world as it could be
and joined the Host of Good Faery.