Just before we reached the roll rights
\nIn the road what we did see
\nWere two white pigs, escapees
\nFrom a farm it seemed to me
\nApparently enjoying the freedom
\nOf the road
\nBut clearly both in jeopardy
\nUnaware of the Highway Code<\/p>\n
I got out and I talked to them
\nAnd suggested they go back
\nAnd actually they got the message
\nBy then there was a stack
\nof cars
\nIn both directions
\nSlowing to a crawl
\nThe police were called
\nAnd the road was cleared
\nClearly for one and all<\/p>\n
Rollrights looked resplendent
\nIn its patchwork quilts of gold
\nA beautiful blue sky and the bright sun
\nit did hold
\nThe colours now of nature the leaves
\nOf every hue
\nThe light was very special
\nAs was of course the view<\/p>\n
Down to Chipping Norton
\nSurrounded by the fields
\nThe grains all being harvested
\nClearly producing yields
\nAnd leaving brilliant golden spaces
\nExciting every eye
\nWith dotted dark green bushes
\nUnderneath the bright blue sky<\/p>\n
A lot of people picknicking
\nFamilies in the sun
\nRobing up the Druids
\nAnd visitors
\nAll spun
\nTheir different coloured robes around
\nTheir Staffs preparing to
\nBe welcomed into the circle
\nAs the Cotsworld Order do<\/p>\n
Anyone can join us, it is open to all
\nChildren animals anyone genuineness on call
\nLed in by our Arch Druid with the Druid band in tow
\nTo form a circle inside the stones so the energy does flow
\nWe all held hands we closed our eyes drifting tenderly
\nTo a place of peace and muchness and to find some harmony
\nWe Called for Peace and then the quarters were opened
\nHail and farewell
\nThen the circle was split for the Lammas games
\nA spell
\nOf fun and true frivolity the bean bag in the tin
\nWelly whanging and a tug of war let it all begin
\nMens tug of war ladies tug of war
\nA lot of energy
\nExpended in the moment
\nFor all of us to see
\nThe games master attended, and it all went to plan
\nLots of participation from the moment it began<\/p>\n
Then we had the winners given rosettes and then
\nWe
\nSettled down to watch a dance
\nGently flowing free
\nGeoff and Deana blessed the food and mead
\nAnd then we saw
\nEveryone was given some
\nWhich is clearly for
\nThe sharing, for the caring, for the loving
\nFor the joy
\nFor the enhancement and the togetherness
\nThat these rituals do employ<\/p>\n
The bard stepped up to speak an ode
\nOf Lammas Bringing in
\nthe TTIP and Monsanto
\nAnd how the veil was now made thin
\nBy the vilest of corporations
\nExerting, their power
\nClearly changing the seasons somewhat
\nMore than some knew how<\/p>\n
Then of course the speaking stick
\nGiving everyone a chance
\nTo introduce themselves a while
\nA poem a song a dance
\nClaudia’s Astrology
\nWas meaningful And clear
\nTwo and half more years to wait
\nWith the lion to bring some cheer
\nAnything they wanted to
\nAnd everyone took heed
\nWe read the Druids prayer together
\nAnd we all seemed to succeed<\/p>\n
In getting something from it all
\nClosed the quarters and Ho Ho ho’d
\nWe got a lot of sun today
\nAs the genuine friendship flowed<\/p>\n
There were visitors from Ohio
\nAnd also from New York
\nLots of nice new faces
\nWho had come here for a walk
\nTo take in all that energy
\nAnd there was a lot around
\nEven the moles had been giving it some
\nWelly underground<\/p>\n
There is a great coming together
\nIt just does synchronize
\nEvery single sabatt
\nUnderneath the skies
\nAnd today was no exception
\nAs in the sky we saw
\nThe sun and the moon both looking down
\nSo Who could ask for more<\/p>\n
We left the circle via the East
\nUnder the watchful eye
\nOf the arch Druid and her officers
\nWhose staffs were held now high
\nForming a bridge we gathered our thoughts
\nSaid our goodbyes
\nUntil the AUtumn Equinox
\nMabon would realise
\nThe dark and light in balance
\nAUtumn on its way
\nOur meet at every sabbat
\nGives an order to each day<\/p>\n
A brighter understanding
\nOf the seasons of each year
\nWhy each celebration
\nAnd gradually it’s clear
\nIt is an
\nancient culture
\nIt is what people do
\nIn the farming communities
\nThe blessings good and true<\/p>\n
I hear as we made our way home
\nThree little pigs this time
\nHad escaped again they had brought a friend
\nSo we end this little rhyme
\nWith the pigs they were inquisitive
\nThey were grunting noisily
\nOne had tried to eat my shoes
\nThey are made of hemp you see<\/p>\n
Lammas and the sunshine
\nAnd the ancient energies
\nBrought out by the standing stones
\nThese animals did seize
\nTheir chance to enjoy freedom
\nTo be part of the event
\nThe moon the sun the golden fields
\nAll of it was meant<\/p>\n
Thanks to everyone who came
\nAnd made it all so special<\/p>\n
Lammas had got them going<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Just before we reached the roll rights In the road what we did see Were two white pigs, escapees From a farm it seemed to me Apparently enjoying the freedom Of the road But clearly both in jeopardy Unaware of … Continue reading