Hazel Buckingham

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I enjoy writing poetry, some weird owing to my active imagination. I was born in England and still live in that country with my husband and three children. And a cat. Who likes mice. And birds, but not the chickens.)

The Best Poem Of Hazel Buckingham

Croeso Cymru

And the dragon hides in bloated clouds
that bind the hills in skeins of grey.
She bides her time till break of day
to free her land from jealous shrouds.

She rises from her bed of slate and blows:

a gentle ruffling, rippling breath to break
the straps of night time’s harness;
her claws snatch at the remnant whispers
to let once-muffled sunlight flow
across the beaches, land and lakes.
Now diamonds jazz the emerald grass,
gold glisters bright in sediment rivers,
topaz sparks on cataracts’ fall

and she returns to rest till next morn’s call.

At last, life stirs in the valley below
and again takes for granted her treasured show.

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