Two for the Solstice

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Two poems for the coming Solstice.

The first is The Iron Hand from Barbara Walsh, who is in the process of establishing her own WordPress site:

The Iron Hand

The iron-hard earth imprisons life below

Cold darkness, gripping life that glows

But not to conquer or destroy;

That life now sleeping waits to grow

Till winter’s touch so cold yet needed.

Releases gentle fingers new to spring’s caress

Waves goodbye to winter’s tending

Starts the cycle never ending

©Barbara Walsh

And one from me…Dark Solstice

Dark Solstice

If I had different eyes

That shone a bolder hue

I’d see the cycle of the year

As a single act surrounding you

If I had larger ears

For a wider range of sound

I’d teach you of the double chord

St Stephen and St John resound

If I had a bigger heart

That could hold both death and…

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At Andrew’s Parish Church and Graveyard

After we left the ruins of Penrith Castle we made our way down through the town to St Andrew’s Parish Church, described perfectly by Sue Vincent here at The Silent Eye.

Now Sue has described the church beautifully in the above article, so I am going to show some photos and leave you some poetry of my feelings of the place .

The Church

Warm

Safety

The church felt

So welcoming

Dressed bright for Christmas

I was at once at home

Though not all of our number

Felt the warm and soft vibrations

Strange, animosity and fear

What different feelings were given here.

The Graveyard

Please don’t lay me in the ground

Where spinners and giants can be found.

Gravestones tell their tales

Of poets, families and a centurions travails.

There be giants there too

Every word I say is true.

So as the dusk began to grow

We knew it was time to go .

And later to meet and share a meal

To discuss the day and how it made us feel.

More thoughts from The Silent Eye‘s : The Full Circle : Finding your way home, weekend in Cumbria.

Mary and Jo part 7

The shepherds recovering unsure of what they had just seen,

The stunning angel with the strange message. She’d looked like a beauty Queen.

They fed the sheep then headed for the town.

Whatever it was they obviously part of what was going down.

The star was still shining, you could see it from here .

None of them sure of what any of it meant

That angel could only of been heaven sent.

Mares and Jo were both asleep,

Angels had them safe within their keep.

Not to mention the staff of the Hotel Delph,

Everyone there was wishing this special couple good health.

At night the new star shone up above

And during the day from no where came the dove.

In the town there was a buzz

What was all the fuss.

Something new was happening.

Not like the new style, or the new look

This would be important , this would make a book!

Winging towards them the three magi.com checking their charts and computers nothing must go wrong.

They all agreed they did not trust Herod.com

There was something about him that was not quite right,

The way he had questioned them into the night.

The men on the plane had gifts on their mind.

They had brought some for the child, of the most special kind.

Frankincense, Myrrh and Gold , well it is a change from a babygrow or a coat to keep him safe from the cold.

So now we have magi.com following their star.

And the shepherds on their way from near and far.

We have angels and doves and an child who will be born to a gentle mother mild.

This is another excerpt from a version of the the Nativity story, that I wrote all through December 2011. It started here Mary and Jo Part 1

All photos from Pixabay.

Thursday photo prompt: Setting #writephoto

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of the Daily Echo’s #writephoto, Setting.

I have decided to try and write an Acrostic Etheree.

Setting Sun.

Sun

Ebbing.

The sands of

Time teetering,

In seconds, minutes

Nothing left for it to

Give, save golden memories

Sun set time for recovering

Upon the distant hill she perches

Now night approaches it’s dark arms outstretched.

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