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poems for seekers

2020 Camino Guides

Wokabaut_Meri

somewhere along the Way
Camino(s) past & future
Camino Francés 2015
Pilgrims Way 2018
Via Francigena #1 Canterbury-Dover 2018
Perfect again, dear poet.

My parents' lives changed drastically that day, both at university in Poland... both gone now... and you mention
For it is hard to go to sleep

this night

as the ghosts of millions

softly sigh

like a murmuring of starlings

at the fading

of the light.
my mother always spoke of how the bird song faded and was lost throughout those long war years. She became a passionate advocate for our feathered friends and they, in return, gave her great consolation with their songs.

Thank you for your gift of words
 

malingerer

Active Member
Perfect again, dear poet.

My parents' lives changed drastically that day, both at university in Poland... both gone now... and you mention


my mother always spoke of how the bird song faded and was lost throughout those long war years. She became a passionate advocate for our feathered friends and they, in return, gave her great consolation with their songs.

Thank you for your gift of words
Thank you for reading them. I think of the nightingales high above the gunfire in WW1 and am constantly amazed. My swifts are my camino birds of choice tho!:)

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
Dear Malingerer, you always touch a nerve. Three verses come to mind as a result of your two recent posts;
Into the valley of death rode the 600...
Not a drum was heard...
I will wear more purple...
Clearly enough, the first two could be written again time and time again... when will we ever learn?
The third one is a variation of the final line of a verse supposedly written by a US lady about her old age. She will eat more ice cream, she will wear more purple. If only life could be so simple. Subjunctive notwithstanding, to borrow from another recent post! Thank you. One of my reasons for scanning the forum is to watch and find your posts. Truly.
I enjoy your replies! Truly! :) even tho the subject matter is grim I still think writing about it is worthwhile.

thank you.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
I enjoy your replies! Truly! :) even tho the subject matter is grim I still think writing about it is worthwhile.

thank you.

The Malingerer.
THE FAR SIDE

I tried to explain to my son

that the young do not understand World War II

but he replied

that they too have had their wars:

" The Nam

Korea

Afghanistan

Iraq "

bit in my book they would be

conflicts

unequal to the industrialised murder

of The Holocaust

or the scientific slaughter

of the Atomic Bomb

but if you are being killed

does the terminology matter

or the numbers count?

The heart is not a calculator

And suddenly I was old

I came from The Far Side

pre-war

and suddenly I knew it

and admitted it

to let go the chains

and live

irrespective of my years

and hope the young will see me

as a bouy that marks the reefs

and hidden channels

or pass me by on Camino

when I sit a-rucksaack

head in hands

not asleep

but wrapt in dreams

of other-lands

and always

on the road.

Walk soft

Stay safe

and as ever

Via

con Dios

The Malingerer
 

Wokabaut_Meri

somewhere along the Way
Camino(s) past & future
Camino Francés 2015
Pilgrims Way 2018
Via Francigena #1 Canterbury-Dover 2018
Thank you for reading them. I think of the nightingales high above the gunfire in WW1 and am constantly amazed. My swifts are my camino birds of choice tho!:)

The Malingerer.
The storks in all their scruffy majesty are our Camino birds. Although we did have a cuckoo shadow a lot of the Way. At times we thought the Cuckoo call was very apt...
 

malingerer

Active Member
The storks in all their scruffy majesty are our Camino birds. Although we did have a cuckoo shadow a lot of the Way. At times we thought the Cuckoo call was very apt...
A NEW COMPOSTELA FOR CYCLISTS

I believe this is to be handed out a the START to aged male cyclists and will be titled

THE LAST WHEEL AND TESTICLE!

:) :) :)

The Malingerer!
 

malingerer

Active Member
Usually, I do not reply to such stuff! you have given me a great laugh, sir!
AUTUMN

Turn the leaves

colours

of a dappled horse

in fickle light.


Gull wails

of storms at sea.


Crows screech

of mans' fate

in inland turmoil.


A woman dies alone:

a bad fall

and all of us

a little diminished

whilst she

returns to The All.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Via

con Dios.

The malingerer.
 
Camino(s) past & future
Frances(2006) Portugues(2013)
San Salvador (2017) Ingles (2019)
AUTUMN

Turn the leaves

colours

of a dappled horse

in fickle light.


Gull wails

of storms at sea.


Crows screech

of mans' fate

in inland turmoil.


A woman dies alone:

a bad fall

and all of us

a little diminished

whilst she

returns to The All.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Via

con Dios.

The malingerer.
Once more, thank you. Thank you.
 

malingerer

Active Member
THE LAST DANCE

Clouds

like white feathers

gently brush the blue

whilst the green of trees

upwards strives

as the dance-floor is prepared

for summer late

to tantalise the eye

ere winter

chills the heart.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con

Dios.

The malingerer.
THE STARS ARE BACK

Early

in the morn

on impulse

I get up

and look out

my windows.

Enchantment!

The sky is full of stars.

Where once my day

was empty

at the departure of the Swifts

and the Heavens

just a blackness

now:

a multitude of lanterns

twinkle

teem

and laugh with me to say:

" We are the reminders

of your soul-journey:

your Camino.

It is Equinox

and soon the dark

of Winter.

But turns the wheel

and Solstice

will come round.

So rest

prepare

and do not count the days:

they are as drops of water

in the river of your life".

And back to bed I went

content.

Walk soft

stay safe

And

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.
 
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malingerer

Active Member
THE STARS ARE BACK

Early

in the morn

on impulse

I get up

and look out

my windows.

Enchantment!

The sky is full of stars.

Where once my day

was empty

at the departure of the Swifts

and the Heavens

just a blackness

now:

a multitude of lanterns

twinkle

teem

and laugh with me to say:

" We are the reminders

of your soul-journey:

your Camino.

It is Equinox

and soon the dark

of Winter.

But turns the wheel

and Solstice

will come round.

So rest

prepare

and do not count the days:

they are as drops of water

in the river of your life".

And back to bed I went

content.

Walk soft

stay safe

And

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.

A ROSE IN THE RAIN

Wind rising

sky darkening

rain squalling

I begin to mutter

and feel down

and then I remember

trialling contact lenses

on a Belfast street

in the pouring rain

dumbstruck

bewitched

for the first time

I see a rose

in the rain

colours enchanting beyond belief

texture too sacred to touch

I stood and gazed for ages

imbibing the all

and I remember

remember

remember.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as always

Vaya

con Dios.


The malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
A ROSE IN THE RAIN

Wind rising

sky darkening

rain squalling

I begin to mutter

and feel down

and then I remember

trialling contact lenses

on a Belfast street

in the pouring rain

dumbstruck

bewitched

for the first time

I see a rose

in the rain

colours enchanting beyond belief

texture too sacred to touch

I stood and gazed for ages

imbibing the all

and I remember

remember

remember.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as always

Vaya

con Dios.


The malingerer.

THE TWELFTH STONE

I weigh my past

on the scales of present:

the right hand side is empty.

It contains Futures

from the realms of Choice.


The lighting of candles

meditation

are but delays

allays

to fears crippling

and yet the twelfth stone

is Harvest.

A Reminder

that Time

has it's own rules

and Harvest is reaped

when Time

decides.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.
 
Camino(s) past & future
Frances(2006) Portugues(2013)
San Salvador (2017) Ingles (2019)
THE TWELFTH STONE

I weigh my past

on the scales of present:

the right hand side is empty.

It contains Futures

from the realms of Choice.


The lighting of candles

meditation

are but delays

allays

to fears crippling

and yet the twelfth stone

is Harvest.

A Reminder

that Time

has it's own rules

and Harvest is reaped

when Time

decides.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.
so deep....
 

OzAnnie

Veteran Member
Camino(s) past & future
'Portuguese,Frances,Norte,Salvador/primitivo,Le puy, Inglés, CDM, Invierno, Fin/Mux, VDLP spring19
THE TWELFTH STONE

I weigh my past

on the scales of present:

the right hand side is empty.

It contains Futures

from the realms of Choice.


The lighting of candles

meditation

are but delays

allays

to fears crippling

and yet the twelfth stone

is Harvest.

A Reminder

that Time

has it's own rules

and Harvest is reaped

when Time

decides.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.
@malingerer
I hope you’re feeling well. It is all mapped out for us . Keep your eyes peeled- Just don’t go tripping on any stones.
Take care
Annie
 
Camino(s) past & future
Camino Frances, May-June (2017)
Ingles, June (2019
Leon-Sarria, June (2019)
Le Puy-Santiago (2023)
i hope to recommence vdlp sep this year having struggled from malaga to merida some years ago. hopefully i will fly into sevilla and then train up to merida. the poetry will be written as i go. i have one more eye op to go and then i can start to train hard. i am not a good photographer and i really liked windswepts contribution so the poems are for me and all those befuddled about not only why they go a camino but always come back to it!

I am a long way
from who I am
and even further
from who I was
who I will be
heaven knows
I wear the tattoo
of the rose
the seeker's badge
of time and space
a distant point
on the homeward race
to who I am

yours,
The Malingerer
I love this! Thank you and everyone else for sharing, my contribution was inspired by my first Camino.
 

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malingerer

Active Member
Thank you so much for this. It is early still, and light is slowly coming as I read your reflection. A gift for me as I walk through this day.
LADYBIRD

A Turner evening

of red and gold

reflects on tiny wings of

Ladybird

as gracious lands she

on my window pane

to leave me gifts of thoughts

then off again

in wind and rain

beckoning me to follow

West of South

Santiago

But I am tied

by Time

Health

Wealth

Old Sorrow

So I say

"Soon, Manana."

After Solstice I will borrow

for that of my needs

waits on the morrow

but

little things I put aside

just to remind me:

"Poco y Poco".

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
LADYBIRD

A Turner evening

of red and gold

reflects on tiny wings of

Ladybird

as gracious lands she

on my window pane

to leave me gifts of thoughts

then off again

in wind and rain

beckoning me to follow

West of South

Santiago

But I am tied

by Time

Health

Wealth

Old Sorrow

So I say

"Soon, Manana."

After Solstice I will borrow

for that of my needs

waits on the morrow

but

little things I put aside

just to remind me:

"Poco y Poco".

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
GIRL IN A CONTAINER

such a pretty face

it haunts me

her dying text:

"Mum! I can't breathe"

a condemnation

of the scum who killed her.

Traffickers?

Murderers

Slavers

Then as now

the dirty face of greed.


I felt stifled today

with humidity

but I had air to breathe

and birdsong

She

could only feel the shadows

and the closing dark.
 

malingerer

Active Member
GIRL IN A CONTAINER

such a pretty face

it haunts me

her dying text:

"Mum! I can't breathe"

a condemnation

of the scum who killed her.

Traffickers?

Murderers

Slavers

Then as now

the dirty face of greed.


I felt stifled today

with humidity

but I had air to breathe

and birdsong

She

could only feel the shadows

and the closing dark.

My prayers for her

feel like withered leaves

and not the petals

of the rose

she should have trod.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
VIA DOLOROSA

From many places they come

to die in deserts

drown at sea

suffocate in sealed containers.


But still they come

upon their way

into the West

seeking a new sun

a better life.


One

walked for us

carrying our cross

that Death be not an ending

and left us gifts

of Deeds and Words

like Beacons

in The Dark.


Walk soft

stay safe

and
as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer
 

malingerer

Active Member
VIA DOLOROSA

From many places they come

to die in deserts

drown at sea

suffocate in sealed containers.


But still they come

upon their way

into the West

seeking a new sun

a better life.


One

walked for us

carrying our cross

that Death be not an ending

and left us gifts

of Deeds and Words

like Beacons

in The Dark.


Walk soft

stay safe

and
as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer
 

malingerer

Active Member
NUMBERS

Today

I stand in silence

remembering the lost of war

too many to count.

But numbers win:

millions of bullets

bombs

thousands of ships and planes.

In my flat

warm and dry

I drink coffee

as a small paragraph in a paper

catches my eye:

two women die every week

battered to death by monsters

that once they had loved.

No monument for them

except the space in a mother's heart

where a moment's silence

is forever.

Walk soft

stay soft

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
NUMBERS

Today

I stand in silence

remembering the lost of war

too many to count.

But numbers win:

millions of bullets

bombs

thousands of ships and planes.

In my flat

warm and dry

I drink coffee

as a small paragraph in a paper

catches my eye:

two women die every week

battered to death by monsters

that once they had loved.

No monument for them

except the space in a mother's heart

where a moment's silence

is forever.

Walk soft

stay soft

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The malingerer.

FAREWELL


I read Hemingway's

" Farewell to Arms"

Italy fights Austria

World War One

The snow falls on the mountains

bullets

pierce flesh.


Italy will join Austria

World War Two

The snow

will still fall

on the mountains

Bullets

pierce flesh.


But Christmas

fights on

in a child's smile

and I hope

Oh God

I hope

for a real

new

Year.

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 
Camino(s) past & future
Frances(2006) Portugues(2013)
San Salvador (2017) Ingles (2019)
FAREWELL


I read Hemingway's

" Farewell to Arms"

Italy fights Austria

World War One

The snow falls on the mountains

bullets

pierce flesh.


Italy will join Austria

World War Two

The snow

will still fall

on the mountains

Bullets

pierce flesh.


But Christmas

fights on

in a child's smile

and I hope

Oh God

I hope

for a real

new

Year.

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
I have been watching out... so now, thank you. And, as I have no doubt you ask also: when will we ever learn?
 

malingerer

Active Member
I have been watching out... so now, thank you. And, as I have no doubt you ask also: when will we ever learn?

TAKING MY STONES TO THE DEEP

I shall not

to Cruz de Ferro go

I shall instead

to a place of my heart

consigning our stones

to the deep

at sunset.

I shall whisper the words

to our little one:

"Vaya con dios mi Corazon,

vaya con Dios".


Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya con Dios

The malingerer.
 
Camino(s) past & future
Frances(2006) Portugues(2013)
San Salvador (2017) Ingles (2019)
A little Polish angel has just joined the heavenly throng, so I will send your words to her aunt, my friend. Thank you.
 

malingerer

Active Member
A little Polish angel has just joined the heavenly throng, so I will send your words to her aunt, my friend. Thank you.
LITTLE LIVES LOST

Little lives lost

like the last of leaves

on winter's trees

many

by The Horsemen

as savage as the hounds

on fox.

I thought of this

reading the anguish

of a mother's impassioned plea

for her stillborn son

that his name should be

on the family Christmas cards

for he was family too

not to be forgotten

and I thought of mine own

little one

not to be forgotten.

I let the tears fall

here in the silence

and the privacy

of my flat

as I look into The West

following her tiny footprints

across my heart

my soul

leading me on

to Camino

and the greater journey.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
LITTLE LIVES LOST

Little lives lost

like the last of leaves

on winter's trees

many

by The Horsemen

as savage as the hounds

on fox.

I thought of this

reading the anguish

of a mother's impassioned plea

for her stillborn son

that his name should be

on the family Christmas cards

for he was family too

not to be forgotten

and I thought of mine own

little one

not to be forgotten.

I let the tears fall

here in the silence

and the privacy

of my flat

as I look into The West

following her tiny footprints

across my heart

my soul

leading me on

to Camino

and the greater journey.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
JOSIAH

I

am Josiah

heir to the bloodlines

of

Atlantis Deep

The Warriors of the West

and the poets of far Procyon

Blown by the Universal Wind

my Timeline took me

to the Blue Planet

I loved it

and would not leave.

But I grow mortal

and old

beginning to fade

and feel the pull

of my mother star.

I have beheld the sword of Troy

drawn bow against the Egyptian

saw the fall of Acre

and the loss of The Holy Land.

I have walked with pilgrims

and shared the joy

of the road

not knowing

I was preparing

for the road of return .

I have a love here

and have known heartbeat

and loss

that will go with me

as reminders:

that forever

is a long and lonely place

if loveless.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
Please do so at any time, Kirkie. I am more than glad if they are of use.

The Malingerer
SOLSTICE

Solstice whispers

to the Christmas Child

who brings some sun

but Winter whispers:

" I

am here

to cleanse the Way

and soften Earth

for Spring Equinox

and the opening of the road

with flower

and returning Swifts."

I smile

polish my boots

check my rucksack

and wait

for that soft easy slide-out

in the morning

with West-Wind

Westward

calling

calling.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.


The Malingerer.

Merry Xmas and a good New Year to you all.
 

malingerer

Active Member
SOLSTICE

Solstice whispers

to the Christmas Child

who brings some sun

but Winter whispers:

" I

am here

to cleanse the Way

and soften Earth

for Spring Equinox

and the opening of the road

with flower

and returning Swifts."

I smile

polish my boots

check my rucksack

and wait

for that soft easy slide-out

in the morning

with West-Wind

Westward

calling

calling.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.


The Malingerer.

Merry Xmas and a good New Year to you all.

A PATCHWORK QUILT...….

……… of memories

assails me.

A little lizard

peering at me from under a stone

cadging a lift

on my boot!

A splash of colour

as a hoopoe flits down to feed.

A scented sprig from a bush

tucked into a strap

of my rucksack.

The dusk whispering a lullaby

as stars

giggling like schoolchildren

on an outing

crocodile across the night.

Trees here drinking in

an unseasonal winter sun:

cousin to the force

of the high meseta

on a summer morn.

High up

a vapour trail heads North

but my heart

has to the Southward gone

a-camino.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 
Camino(s) past & future
Frances(2006) Portugues(2013)
San Salvador (2017) Ingles (2019)
How beautiful! Your gift of weaving words into a delightful picture reduces me to silence...thanks.
 

malingerer

Active Member
[QUOTE)
How beautiful! Your gift of weaving words into a delightful picture reduces me to silence...thanks.
A TIME TO......…

................ stand on the hub

of the wheel of time

holding tight

as round the rim in mad circles

race my pasts

my futures

shouldering my nows aside.

I grow grim

on this first day

of a new year

till comes a silent plea

as watching a small family

of long-tailed tits

dining at my feeder

I slip the bolt and smile

to see my heart skip out

and play.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Via

con Dios.

The malingerer.

:)
 

OzAnnie

Veteran Member
Camino(s) past & future
'Portuguese,Frances,Norte,Salvador/primitivo,Le puy, Inglés, CDM, Invierno, Fin/Mux, VDLP spring19
Perfect! I’m watching a few wild birds drop in for a drink too. I’ve also just had my first glimpse (for 2020 that is) of the beautiful ‘blue wren ‘. You have to be quick. I had time to smile but I didn’t waste the moment trying to capture a pic. The blue wren is not as regular as it used to be.
Happy New Year @malingerer
Keep those thoughts flowing to us please in 2020

Buen camino
Annie
 

malingerer

Active Member
Perfect! I’m watching a few wild birds drop in for a drink too. I’ve also just had my first glimpse (for 2020 that is) of the beautiful ‘blue wren ‘. You have to be quick. I had time to smile but I didn’t waste the moment trying to capture a pic. The blue wren is not as regular as it used to be.
Happy New Year @malingerer
Keep those thoughts flowing to us please in 2020

Buen camino
Annie
ELEMENTALS

I sit

as Elders do

my elbows on my knees.

I was reading

" ORDINARY WOLVES"

a novel of the North Land:

Ice.

And on the television

Fire

in the South

as man is raged to the coast.

The sea will not welcome us

back to the source

with our poisons

and she will rise to warn us

like a Mother

to remind us

you must go to the stars

but only if you have learned

and I wonder

will there be wolves and firestorms

going with us as Elemantals

in the hold of our Noah's Ark?

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
ELEMENTALS

I sit

as Elders do

my elbows on my knees.

I was reading

" ORDINARY WOLVES"

a novel of the North Land:

Ice.

And on the television

Fire

in the South

as man is raged to the coast.

The sea will not welcome us

back to the source

with our poisons

and she will rise to warn us

like a Mother

to remind us

you must go to the stars

but only if you have learned

and I wonder

will there be wolves and firestorms

going with us as Elemantals

in the hold of our Noah's Ark?

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.

AS COMES THE LIGHT

The day lengthens

like a cat

in the morning

stretching

for it's daytime hunt.

I

am prey.

My heart knows this game

for I too

am of the cat:

born in the year of The Tiger.

I will stalk us both

through the tangle of hours

and weeping showers

mingling the blue above the clouds

and dripping light enough
 

malingerer

Active Member
AS COMES THE LIGHT

The day lengthens

like a cat

in the morning

stretching

for it's daytime hunt.

I

am prey.

My heart knows this game

for I too

am of the cat:

born in the year of The Tiger.

I will stalk us both

through the tangle of hours

and weeping showers

mingling the blue above the clouds

and dripping light enough

to lure me on.

I have the times official

of sunrise and sunset

and judge them against

the blackbird's early whistle

and the crows return to roost

as now we call a truce

and agree this day to end.

As soft my day walks off

to the end of the world

beyond horizon

and I to the electric sun

within my flat

and a wait for Moon

to give meaning

to my time.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios

The malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
I am glad I waited! I knew you would finish it...
WOLVES AND TIME

And Time feeds

on my scattering thoughts

like wolves

upon the caribou

harrying.


I have bottled my wine

read my book

and now face North

as the rain rattles

my window.


My electric flat

reflects no flame

except that of candle

and it is long

since I brewed my coffee

on open fire.


I hurry towards my past

with Ancestor smiling

at places where

imitation stone axes

and freshly minted flint arrowheads

are for sale

to those who like

their wildness

theme-parked themed.


But dawn light

brings a clearness

with the coldness of winter sky

washing a church roof

and Spain cradles me

with flamenco

to remind me

that there still be wolves

in Iberia.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.
 

malingerer

Active Member
WOLVES AND TIME

And Time feeds

on my scattering thoughts

like wolves

upon the caribou

harrying.


I have bottled my wine

read my book

and now face North

as the rain rattles

my window.


My electric flat

reflects no flame

except that of candle

and it is long

since I brewed my coffee

on open fire.


I hurry towards my past

with Ancestor smiling

at places where

imitation stone axes

and freshly minted flint arrowheads

are for sale

to those who like

their wildness

theme-parked themed.


But dawn light

brings a clearness

with the coldness of winter sky

washing a church roof

and Spain cradles me

with flamenco

to remind me

that there still be wolves

in Iberia.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer.

POETS OF THE WIND

And I hear words

in the breath

of yesteryear

spanning time

like an eternal bridge

stronger than steel

lighter

than the snowflakes

that I feel upon my face.

I pay no heed

to cold and rain

for my eyes

are my window panes

down which

words fall

and I can taste them

as I did as child

and smile.

They will serve me well

upon Meseta

mile after mile

that long long aisle

to my next

sleep.

walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer
 
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OzAnnie

Veteran Member
Camino(s) past & future
'Portuguese,Frances,Norte,Salvador/primitivo,Le puy, Inglés, CDM, Invierno, Fin/Mux, VDLP spring19
POETS OF THE WIND

And I hear words

in the breath

of yesteryear

spanning time

like an eternal bridge

stronger than steel

lighter

than the snowflakes

that I feel upon my face.

I pay no heed

to cold and rain

for my eyes

are my window panes

down which

words fall

and I can taste them

as I did as child

and smile.

They will serve me well

upon Meseta

mile after mile

that long long aisle

to my next

sleep.

walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

The Malingerer
As I was reading the first 8 or so lines ; I stopped and listened ..and re read a few times more; again thinking deeply. it captures the thoughts and feelings I (we all) am thinking about each time on our own individual caminos, whether in spain or France or the place of our childhood. ie. who was here and is leaving a message for me/us in the future. If I listen hard enough, I’ll hear and understand. Maybe I am a bit 😜 crazy but I do think that way.
Right now in Oz I am listening to the beautiful sound of rain! rain ! It’s been so long. A couple of pigeons have decided to come under my back patio awning to stay dry. They are probably confused with the rain. Thankyou again Maingerer , you are obviously very in tune with the universe.
Buen camino
Annie
 

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