The Horse - Stuart Price

A rider carefully steered his horse through the untamed forest,
A panorama of colour in summer’s full burning magnificence.
Branches of a long leaf pine swayed in the gentle breeze,
As a caterpillar crawled slowly up it’s trunk.

A fox blinked in the midday heat, deciding to stay out of sight,
While a leaf on the forest floor winced with pain as a metalled hoof trod upon it.
The compassionate overhead sun smiled,
Happy with her role as co-creator of this beautiful scene.

Horse and rider were locked into the same restful rhythm,
As of a slow ballad sung on a Spanish street on a July evening,
While tourists ponder menu choices outside welcoming Casas.
Except that here no money is needed to consume the rich
Meal, served as Nature’s gift to those unencumbered to receive it.

So dear reader, will you join me in celebrating all manifestations of life ?
Or will you go about this world, focussed only on your problems,
And forget to see the beautiful myriads of Creation that are all around you ?

As we make space in our minds and hearts for all that is good,
So there it will be, and a long forgotten memory of where we
Are truly at home, welcomed and innocent, will return once more.

Stuart Price

Tall Trees - Jennywren

A row of Poplar trees
backlit by the afternoon sun
Stand, like giants, impressing the young child
While between each one, a man, wearing a tin hat stands .....watching

Watching ... the Father and his child
working amongst their ripening crop
The Father knows their purpose,
He understands

'We must harvest this whole crop today' he says
'It will be a surprise for Mum'
He knows it will not be there tomorrow

Those trees - still there
A constant reminder of that day long ago
Trees so tall, men so small
A lasting impression on a young mind.

Jennywren

Time Out - Jennywren

Image by JennyWren

Time Out - Jennywren

Peace
Quiet
Time to think...
about nothing at all

Drifting in a bubble
To emerge refreshed
Happy for the brief respite
from life's realities

Smiling at the world
which isn't so bad really

Jennywren

Recycling - Jenny Hamon

We’re trying to recycle everything we can.
We load it up regularly and take it in the van,
To the recycling depot just down the road,
Where we deposit all the items we have in our load.

The bottle bins are noisy, but it’s something we must do.
I hope no one is counting how many bottles we’ve got through,
Although I must admit, it has been quite a while
Since I visited the recycling, she says with a wry smile.

Now I’m by the paper bin, it’s getting rather full.
I poke and prod the paper, then I push and then I pull.
Oh look, there are some magazines I don’t think I have read.
I think I’ll take them home with me and look at them in bed.

What’s this, is it the latest dance? I really must try that.
Oh, they’re stamping on the boxes to make sure they are flat
Before posting through the jaws of the hungry cardboard bin,
And going away happy they avoided a mortal sin.

We promise we will try to recycle more and more
So it becomes more of a habit and no longer a chore
To make this world a greener place for our kith and kin.
And the moral of this story, don’t just put it in your bin.

Jenny Hamon

Renewable Energy - Jenny Hamon

I see in the Press a wind farm’s proposed,
Out on the west coast, off Cobo it shows.
Some eminent men came up with the idea
To ruin the view with windmills I fear.

The wind is a source of energy, I know
But not all the time does the wind blow.
How about looking at the sea and the tides?
They are predictable every day of our lives.

So why stick those windmills out in the ocean
Instead harness energy from the sea’s motion.
Please don’t ruin our beautiful West Coast
Where fishing and sunsets we love the most

Let’s find a way to harness the tide
Before this proposal is what we decide.
Please think about using the power of the sea,
And keep the coast beautiful for you and for me.

Jenny Hamon