Ancient mighty observers

Giants witnessed by trees

Symbols of magic and mystery

Ancestors drift amongst history

Sacred Earthland

Peeping between the stones

Tiny blue forget me knots

Golden Buttercups

Grass of Emerald green

Misty mountain hues

Healing embracing nature

Sweeping away the blues

How would I know

It would hit me so hard

The past reared it’s head

In monochrome red

Like a sword through my heart

When I heard he was dead

Faithful Love unlimited

silky brown hair

Chocolate brown Eyes

shining with love

Courage and pain

Lying in the rain

Hiding his pain

Time now to travel

On a different path

Alone.

I stepped into the Bluebell Wood

Tiny Blue, Pink, and White Bells

Protected beneath ancient English Oaks

Branches outstretched

Dressed in green leaves

Stepping where we walked

Laughed, loved, talked

Fragrance envelopes me

Filling my heart space

Shimmering grieving beauty

Enfolded in the healing arms

Gentle, powerful Gaia.

Come in disguise

As I lie

Across a moonbeam

In a crystal sky

Indigo Blue

Starlight hue

Blessings from new

Galactics

We spy your rotten centre

Poison to the core

Agony to other lives

Death, the spoils of war

A tyrant in full unglory

Hidden in his bunker

A coward scuttling away

Destruction in his fury

What, you want full glory

Lucifer laughs and spits

As you are thrown into the screaming pits.

Your Birthday came yesterday

Memories deep and clear

Shadow images drifting

Whispering down the years.

Unexpected phone call

Number unknown

Stranger on the line

Hollow voice echoes

“I need help”

Tough time

Christmas/New Year time

Stops still time

Freeze frame

Sobs fly down the line

A lifeline.

Fleeting images

Slide into view

Photographic snapshots

The old woman

Struggling to bend

Posting newspapers

Through letterboxes

Houses filled to overflowing

With presents, glitter and gold

As she shuffles along

In her pink jacket and old leather shoes

Image burned into my memory

I blew a blessing

Unnoticed unseen

Prior to Christmas Eve.