Cloudy Skies

a glimmer of light a moment of joy an awakening of hope Cloudy skies never keep me home, but a glimpse of the sun makes everything so much better. So… it seems I’m doing 365 Days Wild, after all. That makes this day 31’s Random Act of Wildness. I’m going to try and make this … More Cloudy Skies

Midsummer Dawn

*sound on* dawn-lit insects dance upon sunbeams as birds raise their voices in song; like a dream forgotten upon awakening, a forlorn spirit aches for ancient magicks, tantalisingly close: an eager heart cries, ‘reach out’

Pennies

positivity purchased in shining pennies scattered upon dawn-kissed green, innocent joy freely paid from a poor-man’s purse These flowers, like most of wildflowers, have a fascinatingly wide variety of names. Scientifically they’re called Leucanthemum vulgare, but they’re more commonly known as the ox-eye (or oxeye) daisy or the dog daisy. Other names include: field daisy, … More Pennies

Illumination

follow a trail of sunbeams
into the veiling mist of lies
and deception that seeks
to obscure each ancient
truth held sacred within
ancestral bones; watch
in awe as full illumination
is achieved, revealing an
existence alight with joy … More Illumination

Here and Now

caught in an echo chamber
with an ever ticking clock,
where days and weeks smoosh
into unnumbered sleeps as
human measurements of time
are abandoned to irrelevance … More Here and Now

Be Still

for now the Earth tells us
to be still: to stop for a
moment and listen to the
birdsong outside the … More Be Still

Symphony

out where nature’s solitude
soothes rampant fears of social
interaction and sickness, out
where the daffodils and bluebells
merrily sway, life blooms in
swelling melodies as birdsong
choruses greet dawn’s touch … More Symphony

Awaken

awaken * to inquisitive sunbeams that nudge and question and seek, illuminating each shadowy fear that hides within the morass of insecurity coccooning deep Winter’s sleep * awaken * to gaze with innocent curiosity upon the world’s bright new beginnings, eager to embrace each glimmering opportunity held in pristine readiness within bejewelling dew * awaken … More Awaken

View Through the Mist

a new era dawns in a haze of fear and uncertainty the world’s potential veiled by hatred’s profitability I actually wrote this poem on New Year’s Day, when I headed out for an early walk despite it being dull, overcast, and uninspiring for photography. These pictures, on the other hand, were all taken earlier this … More View Through the Mist

Keepsake

echoes of years passed in fleeting moments of remembered joy and heartache decoupaged upon skin in earthly keepsakes to carry into eternity’s embrace

To Walk Through Autumn

follow a path through the debris of Summer’s sun- kissed indulgences, treading scattered seeds into fertile earth as you head towards the clarity promised by Winter’s chill, and the fresh shoots of wild possibility that wait to unfurl beyond

Wisdom of the Crone

for mine will be the wisdom of the Crone * she who walks the hedge lines and liminal spaces with back bowed and bare feet rooted * custodian of the secrets of the earth she is at one with crooked trees and lurking spirits * gathering winter’s fears in forage she brews ancestral knowledge into … More Wisdom of the Crone

Washed Clean

bathe in autumnal rains until old worries and fears and concerns tumble free in swirls of green and gold and russet tones baring branches to wild skies whilst roots delve deep in search of secret truths Yesterday, I spent some time with an autumn leaf.   Yes, it’s the leaf that Hex brought me.

Embracing Autumn

cloaked in society’s expectations individuality lies suffocated beneath conformity’s desire to belong but Autumn clad in Spring’s garb plays an unsuited role as bright colours fade and connections dissolve until expectations lie discarded in a carpet of tumbled leaves and naked truths are bared to a frost of thoughtless jeers that melt away into morning mist in the dawning light of self-acceptance Sometimes I … More Embracing Autumn

October Meadow

frost retreats in wreathing mists as autumnal rays cascade over twisting paths, telling Winter ‘it is not yet your time: sunlight still holds sway,’ but soon… soon those darker days will arrive bringing long nights of crystalline clarity when dreams marinate, encased in Earth’s protective womb, awaiting the burgeoning warmth of Spring, but for now… now is the time of … More October Meadow

Equinox Blessings

the tribe gathers to the sound of beating drums wild energy rising higher as equinox blessings dance upon twilight air currents and restless hearts balance upon the turning wheel standing poised in readiness as they await the approaching darkness and the secrets held within the ancient tales of the crone heard whispered whilst wreathed in … More Equinox Blessings

Earthed

curl bare toes in damp grass * open mind * awaken senses to petrichorous breezes * open heart * stride forwards in defiance of rainclouds * open soul

Spirits of Nature

if you sit in silence as breezes sway flowers they will come to you * if you calm your mind to a stream’s soothing flow they will come to you * if you ground yourself amongst labyrinths of roots they will come to you * if you raise your face for sunlight’s warm caress they … More Spirits of Nature

Liminality

unlimited possibilities held suspended a question unanswered balanced on the threshold between past and future life and death love and hate as potential joy and unresisting passivity await the swinging of a gate

The Spirit of the Fox

beware the creeping fox wily foe ready to pounce * embrace the cautious fox cunning ally swift to adapt * follow the persistent fox wise mentor advising patience

Owl Flight

glide with piercing gaze sheering through vapid illusion as the night’s deep mysteries reveal themselves within verdant wells of feminine intuition Last week we visited Burnby Hall Gardens, in Yorkshire. It was a beautiful place. I particularly enjoyed wandering around the stumpery, where these pictures were all taken. The many unturned tree stumps, all covered … More Owl Flight

Beyond the Fence

 gaze out past the fence line to the wilder land beyond  to where the beasts roam through the twilight glow and birds sing farewell to the day each creature knows their role within the choreography of life and as you gaze out, you know the wild possibities of your own I’m still staying through at my parents’ … More Beyond the Fence

Ascend

ascend the path to wisdom as you explore the secret pathways that entice you to remain forever within those enchanted reveries that promise secret loves Last weekend we visited Brodsworth Hall and Gardens, in South Yorkshire. I still can’t walk very far or very fast so we just had a leisurely stroll around the gardens. … More Ascend

Poppy Dreams

sleep in restful meadows where the poppies sway heart and mind and soul cocooned in dreams that soothe grief’s jagged edges as the woven breadth of the universe is revealed in shining vision of lifelines intertwined in silent songs of eternal remembrance

Dance

pirouette amidst the blooms as vibrant sunlight streams on through illuminating dull endeavours into joy Take a seat, there, upon the path, beside the Granny’s Bonnets. There’s a buzzing, sound coming from amidst the sunlit flowers. There’s a bee – you know there is, even if it remains hidden from sight. You strain your eyes … More Dance

Follow the Path

follow the path connect with the earth free your soul I might not have posted much recently, but I have been out and about taking photos – as much as I’ve been able too, at least, while dealing with unpleasant back pain and sciatica. Rather than using my DSLR camera, though, I’ve mainly been using … More Follow the Path