Winter’s End

It was a white morning,

a wintery morning.


Trees held their breath

and birds cawed,”survival, survival.”


I went out wrapped in layers of soft

against the brittle air throwing

stinging kisses against my face.


The sky was white and grey

like angry pearls.


And then – daffodil leaves,

green buds, strong,

pushing out through

the white layer of snow.


The daffodil bloomed in my mind,

the yellow opening, the promise of sun …


in that moment,

the brittle morning broke.

Snow White

They say she had

lips as red

as roses,


to speak with life

to speak with love

to speak with a full, red heart,


eyes as bright

as stars,


to see the light

to shine the light

to connect earth and sky,


hair as dark

as ravens,


to fly above

to soar through night

to love the black river,


and skin as white

as snow,


to remind us of

the strength

of the rose.

Midnight Garden

I’m in the wood now,

by the moon mirror,

the still, black pond.

No leaves sway

on sentinel trees

this warm, windless night.

Jasmine scents,

a sleeping swan

the same colour as the moon,

her head tucked

under feathers.

I am the only one moving.

I shift upon a flat rock,

my fingers brush a fern.

I come here to be

nobody,

a swan, the moon, a feather.

I would stay forever.

Soon I will hear the cries

of the other world,

the changing world,

and I will go back to

soothe, inspire, mother.

Until then, I rest

out of time.

Hope

Hope is the fire

that shines brightest

in blackness.

A candle

twisting out

flames,

a burning eye

in the sky,

a star calling

your name.

You will know hope

best when she

is the only light

you see.

Find her

and follow her,

she will lead

you free

from the blackest

night of

clinging despair.

Don’t forget

her light

when

you are there.

Clarissa, a magical tale for 9 – 12 yr olds

Other than poetry, I write children’s books. I had some good news in Nov 2020 – my newest book Clarissa was published by Handersen Publishing. Today and tomorrow, it is free for kindle on Amazon.

Free for Kindle on Amazon 9 and 10 Jan 2021

A book for young readers, Clarissa explores the magic of nature. With the help of two wise friends, a fire spirit and an oak tree, young Clarissa learns to find her voice and speak her truth.

“A delightful, fantastical tale of how oak trees and humans can be friends” – Dr. James Canton, professor of Wild Writing

Clarissa is free for Kindle today and tomorrow. Paperbacks can be purchased from Amazon or directly from me. Buy it on my author website and I will sign and send.

And, yes the book starts with a poem.

Guest post – Fire, Water, Earth and Air

There are four oracles who all live on a place called The Beginning of an End.
They are the Elemental All-seeing Eyes and a person could always claim they were their friend.
Ask the Eye of the Fire and it would reply: find your heart and soul, let them burn bright and aim for a goal.
Talk to Water’s Eye and it will say: feel your calm and flow, feel your wishing grow.
Remark to the All-seeing Eye of the Earth and it could tell you: search for your place of comfort and love, your place of hearing and above.
Speak to the Air of the Eye and it might comment: gather your freeness and breath, gather your energy and death.
And then, with all that in mind, you board your boat and sail away from the Beginning of an End, feeling like you have made amend.

This amazing poem is from a talented 14 yr old, Beatrice. I have read it a few times to myself aloud, and find so many depths of meaning.

Joy Leapt

Joy leapt, a swan to the sky.


Her wings brushed the edges of me

and I opened to meet her.


A breath entered,

cool, radiant, clear,

full of sky,


for that moment I flew with her.

A short and hopefully sweet poem for you all, dear readers, and I hope moments of joy transport you as we soar to the end of 2020. – Giulietta