Category Archives: The Sabbats and the old craft

Let the forest make our ring Sentinels of time that bring An ebullience home to passers by The impressionable the romantics Why? Do robed souls find the need to go Into the forest, I dont know Rituals on a winters … Continue reading →

Fly agaric Stippled red Smear the cream Is what she said Having loved her Through and through I Drank from the cup I thought was dew Flying over the trees Today My heart gave out Well so they say Slumped … Continue reading →

Each line Brings forth a memory What has she done Some eyes might see The forest is a restful place All this mirrored on her face The crone a women Lost to grief Clearly though Feels some relief In standing … Continue reading →

Where ere it be It be and where The sentinels are there To share A winding river Giver True Of its reflections Old and new

Delicate activity The kingdom of the forestry Sprouting life that honestly Is searching for a soul Dewdrops hang there earnestly Savouring the sanity One small branch So nonchantly As beautiful as it can be It emits its own direction Truthfully … Continue reading →

Leave him be The faceless me The words are where My love I share I walk with you I talk with you I do believe I spirit weave Come close and say Be mine today Dont walk away Come share … Continue reading →

Imagination AUtumn’s sweet repose Dappled leaf cover A path that just goes Into the mist Where the birches now grace Where the froglings all mutter And are lost without trace Swallowed up by the litter The leaves wet and true … Continue reading →

Yule was no fool He was wiser than most He loved sough dough bread And yeast extract on toast A big bowl of oat groats To warm him all through And hot water and lemon Which made him feel new … Continue reading →

A rather grey and sombre morning Greeted us as Stone Henge rose Slowly from its dismal slumber its welsh bluestones and sarson nose Sheep were Tasting verdant grasses sacred for these guys It lacked its normal definition but despite that … Continue reading →

Winter comes Like beating drums Like frozen thumbs When a few chums Around a blazing Real log fire Sup ginger wine And I aspire To write A yuletide story And To tweet it to A far off land I like … Continue reading →

WIth the bluestones from the Preseli Hills And sarsons what we now see In concentric order An observatory A temple to the sun A neolithic monument And today we are all here The cotswold order of druids All decked out … Continue reading →

The solstice silhouettes that fly Upwards into the night sky A moon which wanders to impose Its light source downwards I suppose A long night stretches far along The sun is coming back its song May warm the cockles and … Continue reading →

A blackbird just came to a tree And there she sits in front of me UNaware that I am here In my study and very near Its drab a sky of total grey And not a lot of wind today … Continue reading →

In the woods we know its winter From tHe snow thats on the ground And the lady clad in crimson With her golden hair I found She is looking through those many trees All straight as I die And moving … Continue reading →

Forty thousands species 380 million years Mesmerizingly fascinating Global citizens too One hears Truly master craftsman Architects in fact With a logicality On how we should react A tendency to frighten Unfairly thought of they Take a lot of criticism … Continue reading →

The return of the sun With such light that has spun Through worlds of yesteryear Its capacious stare And far reaching view Bestrides the universal, true Its compass carves creates and states Its ramifcations spread Bring in some fuel To … Continue reading →

A reciprocal relation And functionality Is seen a lot in Nature Its complementary And honest interconnection Really answering to Need for where there is wildness The weak may not get through The mistletoe a parasitic plant That likes to grow … Continue reading →