Posted in Uncategorized, tagged creation, landscape, luminous, mist, peace, Poetry, time, Wales, winter day on March 1, 2019| Leave a Comment »
LUMINOUS 2
The day has no horizons
aimless we are where we wander.
short hours lost, dressed in silence
free of consequence, free of purpose.
as if the world were just created,
six days gone and the seventh, wondering.
the burden of memory not yet felt,
luminous ghosts of joy in luminous surrender.
and the hum of bees
or distant traffic
or chanting.
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged art, landscape photography, Mynyddoedd Cambrian Mountains, near Solstice, Poetry, Wales, wind and rain, winter day on December 20, 2018| 4 Comments »
COLD LAKE DAY
Rust red are the fingertips
Of the dead, scraping at the edges
Of the day. They shall seek to admit
Just a little more light, a little more
Where the hills hesitate then vanish
(They are remembering the very
Oldest of names, hollowed as tombs,
Frost-bright, distant).
In storm wind
Trees and crows sing dancing. Endless
Fields the sheep wait patiently,
Wait patiently turned away from rain.
It is a hard day hung upon
The crosstide of the seasons.
Brief and battered, a smudged world
The colour of old dried blood and bruises,
The colour of steel and verdigris,
Of sodden soil and seed slumber.
A wind ripped thing pinched with rain.
Sorrow is a cold lake in the mountains,
A grey heron waiting to feed.
Joy is a cold lake in the mountains,
A grey heron waiting to feed.
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simonhlilly 