i have been lulled by the serene, by cloud dappled cerulean, and green by the scent of honeysuckle, fresh cut blades of grass, by rose petals stretched open wide, drenched in dew by birdsong at dawn, crickets and peepers at dusk, the sun and the moon chasing each other day to night, the stars granting wishes before fading from sight…she is a beguiling mistress, nature, it’s easy to forget she has a dark side; a cycle of life, daunting for those low on the food chain… usually efficient, she sends the buzzards to remove remnants of untimely death from the forest floor usually, but not today as i happened upon a tiny shank of fresh meat, fur still clinging to exposed bone, undeniably of rabbit, nestled in pressed down clover, beautiful green, the sun shining, a soft, fragrant breeze rustling the leaves and all i could think was how grateful i was not to have witnessed the brutal carnage that happened here under the trees, my heart breaking for that poor creature, emotions flooding my soul, heart breaking for all manner of suffering as the world grows darker by the day remnants of untimely carnage left in the open forcing us to see, no longer kept hidden behind closed doors or in the shadows, life is not all rainbows and butterflies and there are not enough buzzards, what magnificent creatures they are, to sweep away the bloody mess we’ve made of things, not nearly enough
~kat
As luck would have it, it was raining when i recorded this melancholy poem… or maybe it has nothing to do with luck. 😉
she is a crone, yon maple tree her sweetness long run dry her core laid bare, exposed, she stands tall, deeply rooted having weathered many a storm, seasonal extremes, drought and deluge, through it all she greens, her leaves a celebration of resilience, audacity, of life.. a marvel, casting shade to cool and sturdy limbs for nesters, a wonder, though onlookers might surmise her useless, her scarred exterior as evidence, they underestimate her power and the fire that courses through her veins…underestimated to the peril of small minds who’ve forgotten that their shallow roots mingle with hers in the hollows
mist-veiled hints of muted blue pale light dawning, just out of view earthen musk mingling sweet blooms, dew clinging birds singing joy breaks through
~kat
The Clogyrnach Poem
This Welsh poetic form is typically a six-line syllabic stanza with an ab rhyme scheme: Line 1: 8 syllables with an a rhymeLine 2: 8 syllables with an a rhymeLine 3: 5 syllables with a b rhymeLine 4: 5 syllables with a b rhymLine 5: 3 syllables with a b rhymeLine 6: 3 syllables with an a rhyme
oh how i love an almost rain the wind rushed trees, the sky, dark gray the scent of damp green it’s all quite a scene of extremes, sunlit haze
~kat
Clogyrnach Poems
More on rain, because, well, it’s been particularly soggy here in the foothills this spring. And i’m continuing to practice the Clogyrnach.
This Welsh poetic form is typically a six-line syllabic stanza with an ab rhyme scheme:
Line 1: 8 syllables with an a rhyme Line 2: 8 syllables with an a rhyme Line 3: 5 syllables with a b rhyme Line 4: 5 syllables with a b rhyme Line 5: 3 syllables with a b rhyme Line 6: 3 syllables with an a rhyme
a little rain might make you think your dreams are clinging on the brink raindrops are like tears those things you hold dear become clear when you blink
~kat
In my walk this morning I happened upon this rain battered dandelion…and it made me think. I think it’s safe to say that the Muse is alive and well here in the Bramlett Mountain foothills.
Keeping on form…a Clogyrnach poem seemed a good idea. (is it just me or does the rhyme and meter of the Clogyrnach feel very much like a limerick with the last line split into two? just a thought 😉)
Clogyrnach Poems
This Welsh poetic form is typically a six-line syllabic stanza with an ab rhyme scheme:
Line 1: 8 syllables with an a rhyme Line 2: 8 syllables with an a rhyme Line 3: 5 syllables with a b rhyme Line 4: 5 syllables with a b rhyme Line 5: 3 syllables with a b rhyme Line 6: 3 syllables with an a rhyme
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