Posts Tagged "love"

Come to Love

Come to Love

A Love that simply is…. I am deeply engaged in the process of bringing together a new volume of poems called ‘Courage to Love’, to accompany my major work and research on Love in Organisations – the Love at Work project – and this seems like a good time to give you a sneak preview.   This poem is called ‘Come to Love’ and it’s a little alternative in its...

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And she brought me Snowdrops

And she brought me Snowdrops

And she brought me Snowdrops… Sharp strands slicing, Stinging swallows: Tiny throat cut, No mercy. Crisp cold whiteness Thin flat sheets Hard steel Metal, framed. Voice silenced; No sound emits. No signal – No response. The vast space Echoes briskly Attendants bustle No relief. Trickle of tears, Lonely tracks Tracing patterns, Still, alone. Plucked from home, Separated, Before three...

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The Goddess Tree

The Goddess Tree

The Goddess Tree   A poem taken from ‘Secret Garden of the Soul’ and inspired by a beautiful silver birch tree in a friend’s  garden in  Dorset, where I sometimes go to write. The tree looks remarkably like a woman standing with her arms outstretched, blessing and protecting and giving  beauty, nourishment and joy to the garden and those in it. The sort of place...

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Amber – Kindling the Spirit of Autumn

Amber – Kindling the Spirit of Autumn

‘Amber‘ is a poem written to capture the mellow sensual feel of autumn which I love, as the days grow shorter and the air becomes crisper, the leaves start to burnish and there is that distinct shift from summer’s lush green to orange and gold, deep red, amber and bronze. I am often inspired by a sense of new spirit, new beginnings in autumn, just as much as in...

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Poem Catcher

Poem Catcher

Poem Catcher Dreamily, I wrote poems; Exquisitely expressed, In my head In bed This dawning.   Mourning now, The words Dissolved, By light, By consciousness, By mundanity. If Dream-catchers Take hold of Night-time forms, Will a well-versed Poem-catcher ensnare Emergent thoughts? Landing those Un-harboured lines, With finely meshed Nets, golden havens For the precious Butterflies of the...

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