“You may be declared the winner, Papa
—but you never beat the game”
(Grandson: Glastonbury Connecticut: November, 2021)
Categories:
glastonbury, truth,
Form: Free verse
I watch you slowly sink
taking longer than expected.
I imagined Ophelia
flowers drifting over you
floating in the dark water.
Reality is more sordid
and yet still sensual;
your breasts now visible
outlined by the wet fabric
of the dress.
That dress.
The Glastonbury dress;
the dress you wore for him.
Your vacant eyes stare accusingly
as if you didn't have it coming:
Whore.
Categories:
glastonbury, anger, betrayal, body, death,
Form: Imagism
Wales is Grape
[Enter the 'Wales' Poetry Contest]
[Done to the Methodist Hymn, "How Great Thou Art"]
Wales to me is ...
Oh he was born, in Glastonbury, England
fermentation of grape juice he hath made
no alcohol shall be used for communion.
Thomas Welch, Methodist minister forbade
Then sings my soul, for peanuts and jelly
How great thou art, how great thou art
Then sings my soul, despite his dentistry
England is not Wales but not apart.
by,
Martin Braun
5/26/2020
Categories:
glastonbury, humor,
Form: Lyric
monkeys swing through trees ?
deforestation... murder
local extinctions
heron feeding young
no doubt grateful for my pond ?
me... devastated
hedge clipping
all neat and tidy ?
bird in face
sunlight reflecting
off oceans lakes... calm rivers
U V... cream up
the world is a globe
season's... rest... breed... grow... set seed ?
going going gone
hearts beat rate governed
natural induced control ?
Glastonbury fun
Categories:
glastonbury, nature,
Form: Haiku
haiku – senryu
JUST THINKING
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life... rife...
some strife...
it's reality
not all life is fun
get with reality
heed natures warnings
love thy neighbor
turn the other cheek
let peace prevail
no news today
for my peace of mind
how do others cope
rhetoric... why...
when quietness would suffice
have we forgot peace...
spring grass growing
near ready for cropping
ewes with early lambs
gamboling... a leap
the meadows hosting livestock
grasshoppers singing
the farmyard... alive
swallows... in and out of barns
their owls wait till dusk
dusk... bats out hunting
hedgehogs... door mice... meadow life...
dawn.. farmer makes hay
summer... watching... waits
springtime... explodes... fruition
Glastonbury raves
there is life on mars
why... did you drop it...
bacteria play too
birds can fly the sky
viruses can fly as well
no... not flew... flu
Jack and Jack
not as nature intended
but they are happy
my thoughts on paper
all spontaneous writing
think before you speak
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Categories:
glastonbury, nature,
Form: Haiku
Bride's Mound is a site sacred to the Druids in Glastonbury.
This beautiful Druid funeral was a wonderful way to say farewell to a lovely soul.
Up on Bride’s Mound, where the sky meets the ground
Circle wheels within wheels, on a blue winter day
Child of the trees, of the stars and the breeze
How much we love her and want her to stay
Waft of incense on air, words of ritual prayer
Gentleness, blessing, children at play
They who confessed her, who laid out and dressed her
Scattering acorns, wormwood, and bay
No dark corner spared in the memories shared
Of the pain that she had before finding her way
Rivers of sound, through the harp, through the ground
Diluting the darkness, dissolving dismay
Herein is forgiving; the dead and the living
Made fresh by the scent of a rosemary spray
And redemption and peace, in her final release
Leave us free to remember and love as we may
We are all of us here, she has nothing to fear
Her spirit has gone from the bier where she lay
As together we stand, on this green hallowed land
Holding dear Kathy Hope as we love her away
by Gail
Categories:
glastonbury, beauty, bereavement, community, farewell,
Form: Epitaph
As the wild wind and roaring waves batter the West Country,
does the Glastonbury Thorn flower today to be blown at bay?
Tis it true as Christ came to Priddy, on the Mendip hills overlooking
the fantastically fertile grazing, now flooded land of the Somerset Levels
that now drown our complacencies whether global warning is all to blame for our shame?
Old Christmas Day 6th January 2014
Categories:
glastonbury, religion,
Form: Free verse
The summer brings out a multitude of things
from blossoming trees to colourful flowers
onto music festivals,glastonbury showers
standing soaking dancing, but that all brings
A sense of bonding as we all in the same boat
some barely naked not possessing a coat
from Leeds to Bristol,London and France
hundreds of tents all ages will dance.
Not minding if it`s a field of soggy mudd
their taste in music blasting, that surely would
turn off the thoughts that may carry
uncomfortable attire, and happy as Larry.
Categories:
glastonbury, musicmusic, music,
Form: Rhyme