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poems for seekers

Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
SPRING

And softly slips the sunset

ever northwards

dusk on dusk

as spring triumphant

brings the dawn

ever closer

in Light Ascendant.


Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya con Dios

Samarkand.

THE TASTE OF SALT

.......................................... in every tear

reminds me of the brine of ocean spray

when the oars dipped

and the long-ship lifted

as I to Ireland came

to plunder

and raid

but stayed

to begat a line

Mc Glinchey

which through the Irish tongue relates

to Viking

and the ship.

That blood is still there

for at my birth

I had the red-gold hair

of my Ancestors

and still hear the call of deep.

I am Poet

and my old ones knew the Skalds

and the makers of Edda.

I learned much from them in that time

as they in turn reminded me

of their

Elders

who had gone to sea

in the two-masted leather boats

of a lattice wooden frame

and water-tight

with good rich butter.

It is Equinox now

and I feel the need to voyage

once again upon The Way

and into the West

land of the setting sun

and no return

from Joy.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios

Samarkand.
 
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Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
THE TASTE OF SALT

.......................................... in every tear

reminds me of the brine of ocean spray

when the oars dipped

and the long-ship lifted

as I to Ireland came

to plunder

and raid

but stayed

to begat a line

Mc Glinchey

which through the Irish tongue relates

to Viking

and the ship.

That blood is still there

for at my birth

I had the red-gold hair

of my Ancestors

and still hear the call of deep.

I am Poet

and my old ones knew the Skalds

and the makers of Edda.

I learned much from them in that time

as they in turn reminded me

of their

Elders

who had gone to sea

in the two-masted leather boats

of a lattice wooden frame

and water-tight

with good rich butter.

It is Equinox now

and I feel the need to voyage

once again upon The Way

and into the West

land of the setting sun

and no return

from Joy.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios

Samarkand.

NAMING

What's in a name:

it is but a tendril

of mist in the morning

vanishing with the sun.

It cloaks much

and much we give it

often to hide

our uncertainty

our lack of knowledge

our arrogance

and pretension of ownership

For that which is

will silently steal away

and we will hold

an empty box

But at this

a wayward tendril

small

unseen

had lain against my heart

and now it whispered:

" This

is no empty box or flat;

it is your window-box"

And my new crop of chilis

giggled like children

in their pots

and so did I.

And that I

of I

needs no name:

it is there

within

the laughter.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.
 
Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
NAMING

What's in a name:

it is but a tendril

of mist in the morning

vanishing with the sun.

It cloaks much

and much we give it

often to hide

our uncertainty

our lack of knowledge

our arrogance

and pretension of ownership

For that which is

will silently steal away

and we will hold

an empty box

But at this

a wayward tendril

small

unseen

had lain against my heart

and now it whispered:

" This

is no empty box or flat;

it is your window-box"

And my new crop of chilis

giggled like children

in their pots

and so did I.

And that I

of I

needs no name:

it is there

within

the laughter.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.

BREATH

And retreating Winter

in his death throes

throws a last Cold

like a doomed gambler

And the bear breathes out that last of old

as so do I

and both we wait

till my feet are once again

upon the Way

and breathing in the first of New

when I go past that stone

I made my marker

in so many lives

ago.

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.
 
Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
BREATH

And retreating Winter

in his death throes

throws a last Cold

like a doomed gambler

And the bear breathes out that last of old

as so do I

and both we wait

till my feet are once again

upon the Way

and breathing in the first of New

when I go past that stone

I made my marker

in so many lives

ago.

Walk soft

stay safe

and as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.

THE MOON AND HUNGER

a new moon hangs

like an old dusk's

stranger child

this spring

in a pale of blue

faded out of a washed lino floor

getting ready

for new footfalls

The wind is high and hard

cold

northerly

but I

want the south

to warm

and bring the swifts

my sprites

that will have flown

across Iberia

and the grapes

to capture sun

and ease my soul

at end of day.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.

my sprites
 
Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
THE MOON AND HUNGER

a new moon hangs

like an old dusk's

stranger child

this spring

in a pale of blue

faded out of a washed lino floor

getting ready

for new footfalls

The wind is high and hard

cold

northerly

but I

want the south

to warm

and bring the swifts

my sprites

that will have flown

across Iberia

and the grapes

to capture sun

and ease my soul

at end of day.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.

my sprites

MUSING

I light a stub of candle

and watch the sun go down

as my life

flies round in circles

on the rims of time unbound

I light some joss

and smell the smoke

to sanctify

the hour

as power of past

engulfs the now

and night

begins to flower

as last of gulls

has seaward fled

and stars

create a bower

for my sleep.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.
 
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Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
MUSING

I light a stub of candle

and watch the sun go down

as my life

flies round in circles

on the rims of time unbound

I light some joss

and smell the smoke

to sanctify

the hour

as power of past

engulfs the now

and night

begins to flower

as last of gulls

has seaward fled

and stars

create a bower

for my sleep.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.


THE LAST OF LIGHT

And the light

pours out

like molten gold

from the last chalice

of evening

draining into the West

as if drunk by

the waiting Goddess of Night

preparing for the birth

of dawn and day

by cradling my tomorrow

in a coat of darkest blue

in this time

of summer velvet.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya

con Dios.

Samarkand.
 

Mycroft

Active Member
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
You reminded me of a photo a friend took while touring South America in 2019. It is of a tile with the lyrics (in Spanish) from a song by G. Coria Penaloza, which I attach here.
 

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Year of past OR future Camino
cf (2), de la plata, cp. (2003 -2018)
You reminded me of a photo a friend took while touring South America in 2019. It is of a tile with the lyrics (in Spanish) from a song by G. Coria Penaloza, which I attach here.
A tardy hi and thank you!

MI CORAZON PERDIDO

....it grows smaller

hiding

as the wings of leaving

flutter

each time I hold you

ere departing

You are my sun

and I need the warmth

to bring again

mine own unfolding

like the lark

of morning

and the first rose.

Walk soft

stay safe

and

as ever

Vaya con Dios

Samarkand

Written for someone I care about deeply

and yet

encapsulates also

my feelings about Camino.
 

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