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Category: Poetry
At the Edge – Wrth yr Ochr
At the edge – Wrth yr Ochr Order Here! A new book of poems and reflections by Stuart Elliott with artwork by Chloe Elliott. Written over the last ten years, these poems reflect encounters with nature, with grief, with people whose paths have been shared for a time. They are an attempt to capture serendipity…
In sight of Seriol
Enlli, in memory only, as elusive as the silken light which slips through the clouds of the morning.
On the coffin trail
An out of the way place offers a moment to rest on the way though the path is not easy…
Breaking
He was made known to them in the breaking of the bread. Tearing apart of a loaf, as the crust breaks, crumbs fall and the heart is exposed. Bread tears along the strands which cling together like sinews then suddenly part opening up the heart of the loaf. Whole, it is of little use, but…
In the garden
In the half light shade nor shadow yet distinguished. Expectations come of a dawning; for all in that moment to be well before sleep has properly passed. The beauty of that fragile garden now all but out of reach save for a glimpse of light between trees in muffled footsteps in the stillness of the morning A softening of breath gives credence to all that exists Now the darkness, watch and pray.Prayer…
Shadows
The shadows shine Darkly behind all they were An imprint of their lives upon our own Outlines remain yet nothing inhabits the space Memories on an ink pad never refreshed Become background noise to the daily clamour Threads all but gone yet woven still Half remembered conversations drift Waking dreams of lives entangled till Fading…
Unfolding the heavens
I can do no more than stand in wonder whilst earth rises to each footfallsilken skies crowned in shades of light bright lit for the momenthaloed, darkening as the remains of the day’s sun and rising moon co create the eternal.I might have disbelieved myself had we not walked in companyfor the gift was composed…
Alban Arthan – Winter Solstice
Cynhelir mewn golau cannwyll Calonogir gan drydar Disgwylir y golau gwawrio Cradled in candlelight Encouraged by birdsong Anticipating the light to come
Calan Gaeaf – All Hallows
Cysgir natur, daw’r tywyllwch Rhwng bywydau daearol a dragwyddol Tenau’r fêl gwawn Nature sleeps, the dark comesBetween temporal and eternal worldsThe veil thins to gossamer.
Sparkly eyes and a button nose
Finally I see themand wonder how could I notas you ask after me.There were others in the room of coursebut only one with colourful hat in contrast to the anonymous green you wearyour smile behind the mask and laughwith me as you inject my arm.The sparkling eyes and button nose were all I saw till…