Sunday, September 02, 2012
Saturday, September 01, 2012
This little poem was one I wrote one morning up at Muirshiel country park, in the hills above Lochwinnoch, Renfrewshire. Everytime I read it it takes me straight back to the peace and tranquility of that lovely morning. Hope you enjoy it.
Elspeth
written on the morning of 27th October 2008.
Muirshiel Morning
Muirshiel
morning has dawned clear and bright
Hard to
believe there was a big storm last night
Shades of
golds and coppers and browns
Reach
from the treetops right down to the ground
Scarlet
leaves of a Guelder Rose shine bright and clear
The
sounds of a Robin, and a Wren skulking near
Long
fallen tree trunks lie thick on the ground
Pointing
the way that the wind knocked them down
The green
of the rushes are now tipped with brown
And the
Rosebay Willowherbs have fallen to the ground
The sun
is shining through the Raspberry leaves
And the
clumps of ferns are swaying in the breeze
The
rhododendrons which used to cover this ground
Are
slowly but surely all being cut down
They took
over the area and swamped it indeed
A single
monoculture where nothing could breed
But it is
being replaced with the trees of this land
And
slowly but surely, these woods will be grand.
written on the morning of 27th October 2008.
This is a poem I wrote in 2005, shortl after what would have been our 2nd wedding anniversary.
Hope you like it. It helped me to cope with my emotions at the time.
Hope you like it. It helped me to cope with my emotions at the time.
Lost Love
I miss my
darling every single day.
I miss his
company along life’s way
The sound of
his voice in the black of night
Or seeing him
waving in morning light
I miss the
comfort of a gentle touch
I miss the
music we made, so much
I believe one
day we shall ‘dance’ again
But I have to
live through my life until then.
We’d been hurt
before - so were both very wary
Our relationship
grew and developed carefully.
We fitted each
other, our feelings coalesced
Into deep love
and an infinite trust.
We both believed,
we two were one
Under the
cosmic life-giving sun..
In
‘karmic’ terms, we shall join again ,
When both on
the next existence plane,
And again our
souls shall flare and flame
Without wings
but flying and soaring anew.
Elspeth
October 15, 2005
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