JJ Evendon Poems
|201.||A Hearty Wish||4/6/2017|
|203.||Lady With A Beautiful Smile||8/31/2015|
|204.||Cheltenham Gold Cup||3/28/2014|
|205.||The Bungee Jump||2/28/2015|
Great sarsens stand silent, like warriors.
Awaiting battle, awaiting orders.
On the passing of the shortest night,
they become sanctified with the coming of the new light.
It is this cosmic signal which re-awakens their dormant spirit
marking the arrival of the longest day, releasing the power that's held within it,
As their long dark shadows shorten and then slowly fade away,
they draw upon the elements - earth, water, air and fire – to come into play.
For millennia their synchronicity was of equal form,
to become 'Spirit' – the fifth element – set by the ...
If we could change the colour of the sky
what would it be?
Would it be one, not of colour, but of night?
Or paint it the colours of a rainbow with a trick of light?
Have its colours changed by butterflies and the buzzing of bees
Whilst we serenely listen to the gentle whisper of a light breeze?
For this is one thing that will never fade or die
though to know would be to question why.
So until the stars disappear from above our heads