Lucia

Lucia Feb 2014

Swimming through deep water
Heading for the Holt?
Stop and pause to pray or prey?
Opportunistic?
Jean van jean?
In the forest there are no sanctions
Just life and death and hibernation

In the urban forest
The place we call the office
Or the Learning Zone
There is so much more risk
Classes clash; personalities clash;
Priorities clash; authorities clash!

The mob rules
The bullies rule
The demands/needs of the customer; the consumer; the learner
All must be met

Where am I in the urban forest
A tree shrew
A thorny owl
A wild Ottter
Or an Osprey with a mountain view

Soaring high above the issues of the urban forest
Far travelled wild Osprey
I yearn to be yew

Lucia Feb 2013

My Javier

Calling all angels
At my beck and fall
Lead me onto Glory
Let night beget my call

The lesson here now endeth
With Giants overhead
I cannot hear the roll-call
That makes me think I'm dead

New life I know awaits me
Whether here or there or home
I know my love will guide me
To Glory and the Throne

I feel so stengthened by you
You give me all you've got
I hope I can replay you
With love, warm hugs and jot!

If I get my jotters
I'll be marching on
To win for you a trophy
My love goes on and on

Your art, your words are varied
Exciting, patient, kind
I feel there is no worry
When you are at my side
Above me and Behind me
Wrapped up in your Pride!

Written while contemplating the fear of the unknown registation/job situation in Scottish High Schools; coming to terms with the death of my 22yr old daughter's Australian friend Chris who had a heart attack while treking in Cambodia and reflecting on my journey of angelic love with Jeremy

Lucia May 2012

Castramond Bluebells Calling

As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise
Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet
I flit, spit from A to B
Calling all Bluebells
assist me in my move -11th May, '11
Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true
and pure with humility
For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu
could get so blue
if he is not on time

All praises Bluebells
He is here

T'was but a year since
I'd wished upon a
Castramond Bluebell
in April 2010

And now we sit in utter Bliss
Ensonced in historical Dunblane
Fairy Fawn paints on and on
And I just sit, dismiss
All negativity, anything dark
I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse
darkness, death and dour ways
Disolve in the sun this late spring morn
Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms
Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day
4th of the 4th 2012

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