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    Beannacht – For Josie

    On the day when
    The weight deadens
    On your shoulders
    And you stumble,
    May the clay dance
    To balance you.

    And when your eyes
    Freeze behind
    The grey window
    And the ghost of loss
    Gets into you,
    May a flock of colours,
    Indigo, red, green
    And azure blue,
    Come to awaken in you
    A meadow of delight.

    When the canvas frays
    In the currach of thought
    And a stain of ocean
    Blackens beneath you,
    May there come across the waters
    A path of yellow moonlight
    To bring you safely home.

    May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
    May the clarity of light be yours,
    May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
    May the protection of the ancestors be yours.

    And so may a slow
    Wind work these words
    Of love around you,
    An invisible cloak
    To mind your life.

    John o donnohue

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    I wrote a book of poems 20 some years ago. Here's one, hope you like it.


    Illusions of Light, rippling through the night,
    Blinking, twinkling stars, radiant hosts of ours,
    Diamonds in the sky, to make us wonder why
    Are they truth or do they lie?
    Those crystalline delights, gemstones of the night.
    Are they mere Illusions of the Night?

    Illusions of Light, joyous fanciful of flight.
    Moon of platinum glowing, in the velvet nightscape flowing,
    Wise woman of the sky, there to make us wonder why,
    All truth does she defy?
    A silent, luminous dreamer, or scintillating schemer,
    Reflecting silver streamers, to keep our souls in flight
    Through the shadows of the night?

    Illusions of Light, exploding through the night,
    Flashing, sparkling with thunder,
    Every effervescent wonder,
    Golden bolts of earthly plunder
    Rolling with the angry drum,
    Till the pounding rain doth come,
    Commanding of the mighty Thor
    Unleashing lightening bolts to soar,
    Upon the Earth a Titan's roar,
    Thrusting fear into our core
    Commanding mortals seek for more
    Those thunderbolts of night,
    There to guide us to the light
    In the madness of our fright?


    Illusions of Light, the same in every sight?
    Diamonds on black velvet tray,
    To sacred twilight does give way.
    The breaking dawn, breath caught
    Streaking sky, colors fraught
    To contemplate is all for naught.
    Let the intuition rule, least ourselves we fool
    That beauty is Illusions of the Light.

    Illusion of Light, wondrous in its sight,
    A large bouquet of hues, resplendent in it views,
    Coloring the day, a rainbow they say,
    In ballads sung of old, promises the gold,
    Another illusion? but the consistent confusion
    of tales through the ages, in books it fills the pages
    From the worlds of sages.
    It cannot be a fable, for each of us is able,
    To see those great Illusions of the Light.
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    I have to say there are some remarkable poems here, you bunch have very poetic hearts and fine souls to see the way that you do, I am honoured to share this space.

    :unity:

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    I finally found time to read this so powerful and uplifting thread, I am glad I did. You guys are so talented this really made my day and it will days ahead.

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    I wrote a lot of poetry when I was 13 about the earth tilting on its axis and a new planet coming into the earth's atmosphere.

    And all the water covering the existing land mass. And the sea bed being the new earth to begin again anew.

    That was when I was 13, I'm 55 now.

    I didn't know anything of what I do now.

    I can't find them now... the poems that is.

    Gone forever I guess.

    Sooz

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    Quote Originally posted by Sooz View Post
    I wrote a lot of poetry when I was 13 about the earth tilting on its axis and a new planet coming into the earth's atmosphere.

    And all the water covering the existing land mass. And the sea bed being the new earth to begin again anew.

    That was when I was 13, I'm 55 now.

    I didn't know anything of what I do now.

    I can't find them now... the poems that is.

    Gone forever I guess.

    Sooz
    In that case Sooz, put pen to paper in any idle moments and give us all a treat. Love JP

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    THE OLD MAN

    I met an old man down the lane as bent as a printer's thumb,
    He stopped me in that leafy bower to ask from whence I'd come,
    "I be an Aylesbury boy," says I, "an' who ol' man be you?"
    "'Tis a' honest question son, an' I shall answer true.

    "When the Winter's icy fingers freeze, 'un we puffs on ours in vain,
    The North wind snarls so grand to blow a dog right orf it's chain,
    And all the jolly tars who laugh no more are frozen to the mast,
    I be the one to take them 'ome to rest in peace at last."

    Standing 'neath that dappled arc, I eyed this ancient gent',
    My feeble mind worked overtime to work out what he meant,
    "Be thee from afar," I said - to charge that silent space,
    "Depends," he smiled and countered, "on what you may call place."

    I fumbled deep in my pockets torn, of a faded memory,
    To comprehend this puzzle, which I really could not see,
    The sky was rent, and rain did fall in bathtubs, full of woe,
    I was wet as a ferret and decided it was time that I should go.

    I took the old man's fingers gnarled, in hand and shook them well,
    How his hand was dry and mine was wet I really cannot tell,
    I said, "Nice to talk good neighbour, but I should be on my way,
    "And same to 'ee young Aylesbury boy, we'll shake again someday..."


    21st November 1986 © John Parslow

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    Cycles

    Planets align
    startled stars
    dervish dancing
    through eternity

    Earth trembles
    quiet anticipation
    elder´s prophecies
    in want of truth

    Foundations crumble
    veils lifted
    authority questioned
    beings awaken

    War and peace
    travelling companions
    articulate madness
    perspective illusion

    Reason and meaning
    consciousness pleading
    picking carcasses
    waiting for a rebuttal

    Ineffable embraces
    mortal creatures
    and whispers
    "the answer is always love"







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    AUTUMN

    One crispy sunlit morn’ I chanced to ramble through a wood,
    ‘Neath a semi-naked arboreal arch it was evident as I stood,
    Underfoot the dying fetid lungs of copper and burnished gold,
    ‘Twas now the Autumnal season as I trudged through leafy mould.

    I meandered long under branch and bough thro’ copse and spinney too,
    Occasionally sunlight struck me through a glistening drop of dew,
    Way overhead Birch; Oak and Elm brandished naked arms at me,
    A dendritic kaleidoscopic creation and gratis for all to see …


    17th October 2010 © John Parslow

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    TO MARKET

    Reddeled ashen sheep with barred eyes,
    Ruminate away short austere lives,
    Huddled so close at journey's end,
    Enduring oaths poked by ruddy men.

    Who live fat and warm within their skins,
    And trade in slaughter ‘pon the whims,
    Of market price, for wool and lamb,
    Yet pay no heed, or e’en give damn.

    About the bloodshed wrought upon,
    These naïve beasts which know no wrong,
    They boast no feelings of remorse,
    Just watch the killing takes its course.

    Hot blood runs deep among the mire,
    A Sunday lunch their funeral pyre,
    And no more o'er the sward will play,
    These creatures they have bought to slay ...


    3rd April 1987 © John Parslow

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    Chemtrails

    There’s something in the air blocking out a moonlit sky
    The people far below are sleeping sheep as we fly by
    Spraying chemicals through the night dropping over you
    Black choppers flying high above hiding in the midnight blue

    We blanket all the world as the cities pass like quiet screams
    We spray rivers and hills all fauna and forests also streams
    People gaze open-mouthed because we take them by surprise
    Everyone below us knows the wherefore’s but not the why’s

    We're polluting all the atmosphere and sullying a divine sky
    We're melting all the ice and everything is dying by and by
    Suddenly swooping low down on a beautiful ocean deep
    Killing all marine life, it’s enough to make a grown man weep

    We're murdering the air …
    We're murdering the sea …


    15th January 2014 © John Parslow

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    These are great! Want to see more!

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    Hello Susan

    Please feel free to add some of your own. JP x

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    I will add some soon.

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    SUNFLOWERS

    I was privileged to meander through fields of gold in France,
    Surrounded by huge nodding heads during a diurnal dance,
    In heliotropic resonance Sunflowers turned this way and that,
    The merciless sun beat down on me as sweat poured from my hat.

    Beautiful golden-yellow heads of inflorescent flowers,
    An exquisite way to expend a day and while-away the hours,
    With clusters of spirals in the golden angle 137.5 degrees,
    Fibonacci’s seeded row’s our senses to appease.

    Packed with Nature’s goodness; minerals and vitamin E,
    Healthy fats and proteins a treat that’s almost free,
    A German Sonnenblumenkernbrot is such a tasty snack,
    I’ve learned to make this bread myself; now I have the knack.

    Proud State flower of Kansas; once so vexed o’er by Van Gogh,
    The Ukraine’s National flower and a Vegan’s sign en bloc,
    I planted some myself this year a ballet above the weeds,
    Decapitated heads are drying now and soon I’ll eat the seeds …



    29th October 2010 © John Parslow

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