Listen and enter a new dimension!
The Aira Force Faeries
The Aira Force Faeries
Deep in a grove by
The White Goddess of love
The Aira Force Faeries
Peer down from above.
The force of the fall
Leading us on
Until we have spoken
And communed, one-on-one.
Dancing and singing
Fae folk waft and wend
Soothsaying and seeing us
Right to the end
Of the vertical valley
Hanging graceful, divine
To the song of the river
A familiar rhyme?
The Dobbies and Boggarts
Of the forest awake
Making mischief,they
Playfully give and they take;
From the tumbling white stream
Running down from the ghyll
To the vast shimmer of Ullswater
Below the hill.
The graceful flowing White Spectre
Playing Her role,
With supporting cast from the otherworld
Of hob-goblin and troll.
The descent of the water
Continues in haste
Which the Green Men of the woodland
Have all but outpaced
And as sunset approaches
Secret creatures retreat
To their hidden abodes
Beneath tumbling white sheets -
Of moonlit bathed water
All ghostly and bright,
Whooshing and gushing
Throughout the mysterious night.
Whilst the screech of an owl
And the grunt of the deer
Keep the Aira Force Faeries
From getting too near!
From a remote vision of Aira Force, Ullswater 2008
This poem has also been published in the
Lughnasadh 2008 issue of the Mirror of Isis
Tallis Fantasia by Ralph Vaughan Williams
One of the most beautiful pieces of English music anywhere. An inspired evocation of the Spirit of Albion!
Initiation
Pic: Imbolc Inner Sunset by Alex Langstone 2008Initiation
I'm longing for a time when
The individuality of each new
Day dawns, with fresh hopes
And ideas, idealised in such a way
That thoughts transcend all
Logic and steal away to a
New time of creativity, knowledge
And total understanding of
Humanity in all its
Multi-faceted glory.
I'm longing for a time when
The long dour hours of
Nightmares lonely dreams,
Can regenerate into a kind of
New compassion and love
Which can be shared by the
Many faces of us all
In a way that each of us
Can appreciate, however
Different our appreciations
Are likely to be?
4 June 1999
Porthmeor Beach
Porthmeor Beach
Wow!
What a scene:
Cascading water
Falls between
Unusual rock formations.
Wide curve of
Golden sand before us
Curve and taper of
Architecture behind us.
Surfers and artists
Parade the mind
Porthmeor Beach,
Wow, what a surprise!
Wow!
What a scene:
Cascading water
Falls between
Unusual rock formations.
Wide curve of
Golden sand before us
Curve and taper of
Architecture behind us.
Surfers and artists
Parade the mind
Porthmeor Beach,
Wow, what a surprise!
Echoes
Echoes
Echoes, whispers, everywhere
Tapping toes, skipping
Dancing sleeping,
In dust and shadow
Sun, wind and rain;
Under moonlit and
Starry skies -
Like the tears of
The departed
Taken from known realms
To new existences
Leaving immortal echoes
Of time spent together
And time spent apart
But always forever
The blueprint and shadows;
Recorded memories
Burned into our hearts.
10 January 2008
Ghost
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