Category: Poetry, poems

Winter Solstice

“On the first day of winter the solstice night descends

Stars and moonlight shine, and the long darkness begins

The world falls in a silent slumber beneath a frosted veil

And if you listen close, you can hear the whispers of the ancients on every icy trail

The trees stand tall and barren with their branches frosted in white 

They are the guardians of this long quiet night

Snowflakes dance like spirits in the moon’s silver glow

A winter ballet is performed where the shadows show 

The solstice marks a turning, a promise in the cold 

That light will soon be longer as the days begin to unfold

So don’t worry about the cold find the beauty in the solstice’s embrace 

There in her quiet the moon will find her grace

For even in the very depth of winter, there is still magic out there 

So look and listen with your heart and you will begin to see it everywhere…”

Poem by me…

Mother Earth…

“When there is no land left to plant a tree,

A human garden I will be.

I will seed and water and let the roots take hold in my bones,

I will not creak, I will not moan.

I will give my body to the earth, 

As I am nature, I’ll let the flowers bloom forth. 

We are all connected in this circle of life,

And I can no longer bare to hear the trees cry.

They call out for help to keep their network alive.

For if they go, all of the world will decay and die.

My skin will become the soil and my blood will keep them fed,

I will give way to the mother of us all with no regret.

See the leaves grow from my fingertips,

A forest rising from my  unbroken grip.

My veins twirling around keeping the roots secure, 

Soon my humanity will be no more.

But I will bear ancient knowledge of nature’s lore and communicate like the plants and trees, 

And If you find a small patch of woods listen close, you will hear me.

The human garden, softly singing her song,  

Of sacrifice and hope, where life still remains where it belongs. “

Poem by me titled Mother Earth

TGIG everyone…

Butterflies…

“A girl stands In a meadow under a golden light

Around her butterflies take gentle flight

Each one a symbol, a tale taking off with the wings of a monarch’s glide

A sign of hope, a beacon, a guide

The butterfly dance weaves trails of paths anew

Where her dreams once were fading now became renewed 

Whispers of transformation are heard in the sky

Fly beauties fly 

She smiles and steps into the breeze

Her spirit soaring  like the butterfly with ease

For every butterfly, every hue

Is a piece of her, timeless and true

Each one a story from her life, from her soul

Each one flying off with a part of her to remind others too

That some endings are beginnings in a clever disguise

So try to live your life to the fullest at every sunrise…”

Poem by me…

I am Nature…

“I’ve dreamt I’m running through the Forest, my feet pounding on the pine 

I never feel so alive as I do when I’m outside 

I want to run with the wolves and howl at the moon 

Listen to nature answering back with its own magical tune

Footsteps that echo in ancient lore

As wild hearts beat forevermore

Like the pounding on a tightly locked door 

We move as one, both fierce and free

Fangs, paws and feet 

Bound by nature’s pure decree

That we should always be this wild free 

These majestic guardians of secrets forests far and wide 

No longer feel the need to hide 

As we hit the moss and fern, we tread so light

In harmony with the pale moonlight 

Streams sing tales of ages past

Of mountains climbed and valleys passed

We heed the call of nature’s song

In this wild dance, where I’ve always felt I belong

The wind’s caress upon our skin

A magical feeling that stirs within

The forest whispers ancient rhymes

Of a freedom found together for all our kind

Together with the wolves I soar

Me, an untamed spirit as never before

And In the heart of nature’s boundless dreams

I am part of this forest, the wild, nature and the fairy’s gleam”

Poem by me…

Haunted Honey…

“A mortal man, stood before a mausoleum so grand

Where love and sorrow for him now went hand in hand

He saw her spirit, pale as moonlight’s glow

She whispered secrets only shadows know

A ghostly girl, from beyonds death’s embrace

Who haunts his dreams now with her luminous face

Each night he went to her tomb on the hill

He’d sense her presence with a chill

He’d wait quiet in his trance

For a fleeting chance at a spectral dance

Her image drifted through the mist

A vision that their souls had once kissed

Her eyes, like stars in the night,

Drew him closer to her ghostly light

A love beyond the mortal plane

Bound by her beauty, touched by her pain

He’d trace the letters of her name

Etched in stone, a flickering flame

His heart anguished with what was lost

A bond forged now at a ghostly cost

At night mortal flesh and spirit roam

Their love found solace in the gloam

Each night he sought her, yearning still

By the tomb upon the misty hill

In her presence, he found peace

A love that even death could not release

Their souls entwined, forevermore,

A tale of love, and haunting spirit lore…”

Poem by me, inspired by the song Haunted Honey by Marc Laidlaw,

You can listen here, have a great day everyone…

Haunted Honey