Spring Returns – After Summer Begins!

Spring Returns - September 24 2017 - The Crab Nebula - Hubble

 

Ah! Spring returns with a fresh morning nip,
Summer abates with its burning hot tip.
A short reprieve? Or a cyclic return?
Cool, cloudy morns replace sunrise first burn.
‘Tis an abnormal load nature now brings,
To a table so changed the death bell rings.
The moments we cherish slip fast away,
We speed through our lives, our minutes, our days.
What was before doesn’t seem to exist,
Yet still we hold on, our thinking persists
To make it what was, zone comfortable,
And keep it the same, rock tight with our will.
Yet it cannot be so, weather predicts,
Spring, summer, fall come at Gods own edicts.

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© 2017 Robin McShane

Note: following my previous posts regarding the early arrival of summer, today, all change again!

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Tea Time

Tea Time - September 3 2017 (seascape ceci - dec 2014)

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The sea crumbles against me,
Leaving scattered bits.
I bend for a pinch of sand
To blend all the pieces ,
Fold them,
Knead between frozen fingers,
Foaming at a mouth,
Too greedy to wait
For the sun to rise,
Or the wave to roll,
Pinning hopes on the roar
That crashes illusion
And shows transparency
Of the way.
As toes curl, crunch,
And tea calls

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© 2017 Robin McShane

Destiny Unfurled

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Where once we stumbled naturally,
We now stand proud and tall.
Life beat us down, took our pride,
Yet now we’ll take that fall.

For journey’s end is not in sight,
Destination far,
As pathway’s passage, moments lived,
Prepare for next step’s star.

Flowing through the gates of life,
Being as before,
It matters not in mind or soul,
For from the body tore

Differences between then and now,
Not seen nor felt nor heard,
But soulful touches, deeper strokes,
Destiny unfurled.

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Moments and Memories

 

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Watching spaces lightly falling
Pulled from all their hiding places
Caught by butterfly licks of light feathers
Brushed by breezes blowing past

Brought to fullest sunshine
As the moment was
Now gone
Yet never lost

Coloured by the way we felt then
Feel now
Taken to our being
Held in high esteem
Whilst living in this moment
Creating the next memory
To hold, hide, hope for more.

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Time Moves

 

crowded where you live

Time arrives,
Flying in through open windows,
Displaying scenes from life,
Fleeting, fleeing, freeing.

Years leave,
Walking out through closed doors,
Leaving experiences now gone,
Fleeting, fleeing, freeing.

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© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane

Hope

For NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2016 – Day 24 (not to prompt)

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People plead for food
In plaintive cries
That echo through the valleys.

Water flows from empty taps
That dry the land,
Leave bones
Reaching for the sun,
Brittling
As they crumble to dust.

People stare through dead sockets,
Fighting for life,
Killing for control.

My brain empties.

I walk to nowhere,
My soul clings to itself
Without understanding
Or knowledge,
Confused beyond belief,
Believing beyond confusion
That there must be a rock
Melting fluidly with the flow,
Holding all within its feel,
Feeding soil and being,
Giving life where there is only void.

© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane

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Seeds of Change

For NaPoWriMo 2016 – Day 5 (kind of to prompt!)

The rush of land
That fills me up
Then dies and rots

The fall of air
That blows my lungs
Then turns to dust

The touch of you
That fills my heart
Then bleeds me dry

The life around
That grows each day
Then wilts to die

Forced changes
Poisoned words
Toxic food

Natures loss
Man’s demise
Earth’s changes

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© Copyright 2016 Robin McShane

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I wrote this today before seeing the prompt regarding heirloom plants – and after reading some Ted Hughes poetry!
For me, this poem kind of fits the prompt as it addresses the purpose and use of these plants and seeds.
Man’s disrespect for all life around us appears to have dissipated, with fatal results for our future.
At our home, we grow as much of our own food as we can – using seeds that will keep propagating and are not modified to only produce one crop (see Micelle’s blog – Gumboots and Grammar)
We take responsibility for our lives and our health and don’t give that power over to anyone else.
The government, the medical, legal or any other professional world or organization cannot tells us how we must live.
With the greatest of respect, the knowledge they have and share can assist us in our choices but the choice must remain ours.
To give those decisions over will lead to our destruction as viable, individual entities. We will become sheep answering to the whims and decisions of others.
I cannot control the environment. I cannot dictate how others must live.
Those that do so live in an arrogance which is difficult to release and even tougher to face when that perceived power is lost.
For years I allowed my perception that others ‘know better’ to govern my decisions – to my detriment.
That is not fair on those people nor on myself.
Each of us are individual beings with the right to maintain our individuality, even when we accept we are part of something greater.
If we only copy what we see others doing or what we think they are doing and/or meaning, we gain little growth, insight or experience for ourself and, therefore, cannot contribute anything significant to the whole.
If we do not learn and grow – what is the point?
I see poetry as a means for me to express my experiences, understanding and perceptions in ways others may relate to, resonate with, add to, think about or simply enjoy – accepting that we each have, and must own, our unique perspective so that the whole becomes greater than the sum of its parts.
For those that seek control and power over others, how can you control something that is greater than yourself? The parts you think you control are simply abdicating their personal power and choices. I would suggest you be extremely careful how you use that…
For the rest of us, self-sustainability, in tune with the natural cycles of the planet and the body we inhabit, becomes an incredibly exciting and better way to live. It promises a healthier present and future on all levels.
Would that more people would take that responsibility.

Okay, I’m climbing off my soap box and off to make some tea – herbal, of course! 🙂

Wishing you all an awesome day! 🙂