Friday, 15 January 2010

A Woodland Burial

The day before the big snow
Out in the cold new woods
Her casket softened with feathers
She dropped under the forest floor.

Among the anonymous trees
(And, later there will be bluebells)
I tried hard to think of the dead
Instead of my freezing toes.

But now she comes back to me
Night by night, flake by flake,
Tumbling boldly into my eyes
Stung open by the brilliance of her-

Well, she was a trapeze artist,
Death dealt her a serious magic.
Now, in its slow reveal,
Here is the full wonder of her.

Thursday, 14 January 2010

A Matter of Form






















Stephen asked me to upload the Contribution Form for your access. I tried to do it, but it would not work. There is no provision for file retrieval here on blogger. So I failed to upload it as a PDF. It can't be done because blogger doesn't recognise the format as valid. So I decided to convert it to .jpg.
The resulting file is low quality, but can be accessed for printing by clicking on the image above.

Wednesday, 13 January 2010

Hole

All morning long it’s dripped away
A leakage in my memory;
I search the pipe work in my brain
But can’t find where it’s coming from.

All afternoon it laps away,
It draws across my memory
Leaving nothing in its tide
But scratches in my psychic eye.

I send the plumber of my thoughts
To climb inside the cavity.
There it finds a historic bleed
Encased inside my last nights dream. .

Together now my thoughts and I,
We lay this capsule in my hand,
We tap its shell, remove its head
Stagger back, hit by the smell

And as we try to see what’s what
Under all that sticky mess
Some tiny nasty thing crawls out
Shakes itself and flits away.

Sunday, 3 January 2010

New Year Resolution 2010


May all conflict be resolved peacefully,
and all exploitation revealed and overturned.
May all harm intended be reflected by the mirror of the innocent,
and all darkness illuminated.
May all that has been hidden be disclosed.
May all manipulation and control be wrested from power.
May those offering freedom and ascension openly walk among us,
and abundance and joy be our experience every moment.

I resolve to welcome and empower these changes.