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Continuing my best friend Graham’s snapshot of
Wiltshire, he takes us from the Gothic splendour of Salisbury cathedral to the natural
beauty of the Cheddar Gorge; this is the first of three videos which we hope will give
you a feel for the Gorge and its splendid views. Yes, he could have waited for a sunny day,
but we both feel that a gathering storm is more atmospheric.
The poem attempts to covey something of the intimate
relationship between the human condition and the natural world. I will post
poem and video on my blog as previous feedback suggests that some of you cannot
access YouTube directly.
Two further videos of the Cheddar Gorge (and poems)
will follow during the course of this week once editing is completed. [We had
hoped to combine all there videos into one, but the resulting file proved too
big for my pc and it crashed.]
DIRT TRACK
I
found myself trudging a dirt track,
my
world, splitting at the seams,
not
caring if no way back,
nothing
there but shattered dreams
Wearily
negotiating mud and stones,
my
world, a lonely, empty place,
mind,
spirit and aching bones
closed
to the poetry of time and space
Suddenly,
the track began to open out
my
world, opening up as if on cue,
unfriendly
ghosts put to rout
by
Earth Mother looming into view
Firmly,
yet kindly she grasped my arm
and led me through time and space,
glad
captive of a fickle charm
returning
me to poetry’s birthplace,
I
had neither the heart nor will to resist,
but
submitted to all she asked of me,
to
all I hadn’t known I’d missed,
more
still the inner eye had yet to see
No matter a world splitting at its seams,
I am resolved to find my way back,
sow-nurture-reap
new dreams,
the
Poetry of Life keeping me on track
Copyright R. N.
Taber 2012
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