Happy New Year

Mendip, ancient altar, sarsen,

Menhir, dolmen, rollright block,

Megalith, peppercorn:

Prehistoric observatory gears,

Gigantic, juxtaposed geometries,

Eccentric, concentric geologies

These sites, these stones hold, grip and squeeze

The past through the present into the future

With calendar, abstract theory and frustrations,

Calculated avenue extrapolation and druid-ring order,

Leading ritual feet and brain; liberating thinking.

Co-efficient, constellation-myth convergences,

Coincident co-ordinates: histories and mysteries,

Engineered troll-planes and fairy angles,

Obfuscation’s puzzles and care-filled clarifications.

But – hold hard:

Look at the small detail

To balance the universal.

Consider closely

The times,

The spaces,

Between the monument rocks.

The dimensions are constant

But the views –

And our perceptions –

Will constantly change

And be altered.



A big thanks to all who have visited, commented and, in any way supported my blogging over he past year.

I wish you all whatever you would wish for yourselves in the nearly-here Year of the Sheep.

What You Ought To Value

Silver ribbons

That were once rain –

Are following their

Liquid grace race,

With moon-fuelled,

Rune-serpent weight;

Throwing Thor and

Theory curves at

Gargoyle rocks,

Calendar dreams

And bleeding-wish seas.

Reflection is a path

Mortals may dare,

But read the caveat

Before you risk

What you ought to value:

Satisfaction is, necessarily, elusive;

Ignorance can be

Genuine bliss.