The power of the #poet

The power of the poet:
transforming direct experience into words in such a way
as to capture the essence,
the magic and the truth beyond words,
so that all who read are transported to that experience.

©️Janey Colbourne 2017

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Wildlife Rescue a #poem

This poem reflects how I perceive my fellow living beings. As the poem starts it may read as if I am talking about an animal, but all of life strives with intent. We are all ultimately from the same ancestors. We are kin. When we see the world in this way it is profoundly transforming. It gives us a sense of belonging in the world, which naturally leads to a sense of responsibility. This change in perception is a way forward to living in harmony with nature, and a more hopeful future for all of us.

Wildlife Rescue

You called to me,
as I passed you by on the path.
I thought to take you home,
but I was mistaken.
You have no wish
to be a pet, possessed;
your home is here.

You plead with me
to save you from the risk
of trampling feet,
so I lay you by the side,
still clinging to your stick.
I wish you well,
dear lichen.

 

©️Janey Colbourne 2017

A Photographic Study of Stumps 2: In Death There Is Life   #365dayswild #naturenarratives

Recently I’ve been finding myself drawn to tree stumps. This was perhaps in part due to my observations of a local tree that had to be cut down after splitting during a storm, and which subsequently showed herself to be very much alive by sprouting abundant new growth, and whose story I documented in a previous post: A Photographic Study of Stumps: there’s life in the old tree yet  #365dayswild #naturenarratives. Another factor which sparked my interest was the film ‘Intelligent Trees’, featuring forester Peter Wohlleben and Dr Suzanne Simard, in which the dynamics of the mycorrhizal network were explained. Tree stumps in a forest may continue to live, even in the absence of any leaves of their own, as they may receive nourishment from other trees via the mycorrhizal network just under the soil that links all the trees. This led me to a closer observation of tree stumps to look for signs of life. It is rare for a tree stump to not maintain some form of life. Many tree stumps have a mossy hat on the cut surface, often also sprouting fungi of one sort or another, and some do actually have leafy regrowth. A fallen tree may continue to grow lying on its side, as some of the root system is still connected underground. Even dead wood is a supporter of life for insects and fungi, a visible manifestation of the cycle of life. So, in one way or other, trees that have fallen or been cut down are still very much a part of life. Their tenacity, longevity and force of life is truly incredible, something I find reassuring and comforting in this fast-paced modern world of disposability. In death there is life.

NB. If anyone wishes to comment on the species of fungi that would be most welcome, as that is not my area of expertise.

Tall tree stump
the mossy hat stands out on this tall tree stump
Tree stump
another mossy stump
Stump from the side
a heart shaped mossy hat
Heart shaped tree stump
moss and fungi looking content
Tree stump close up
close up
Fungi and moss
another angle close up-think I really like this stump!
Fungus on trunk
moss and bracket fungi
Tree stump study
stump is rotting but dependent species doing well
Tree stump flourishing
definitely alive here!
Tree stump regrowth
the stump is flourishing alongside the felled trunk
Fallen tree
fallen and felled
Tree stump fallen
supporting some moss

 

 

What Is Freedom? #nationalpoetryday

What Is Freedom?

Insidious, drip, drip, drip,
manipulation,
until normality
is life in a cage
of words and looks.
Like a dog that stands there docile,
the rope untied.

Some words do hurt,
do stick.
The most powerful,
parasitic,
worm into the mind,
unnoticed, unchallenged,
apparently innocuous,
sugar coated lies
on the nature of reality.

But a mind awakened
in the vast realms
of consciousness,
can no longer be seized,
for seeing true nature,
sees the rope,
untied.

© Janey Colbourne 2017

A Message for Girls

Girls, when you are finding your feet in this world, on the cusp of being an adult and looking for ways to show it, you have no idea how beautiful you all are, in your individuality. Don’t let the world tell you how you need to change; remove hair here, paint it in there. Do not judge each other harshly. What is most beautiful is your soul shining through, expressed in your unique shapes and gestures, the sparkle in your eyes, and your fresh faced youth. No need to hide behind a mask. Beauty is greatest in self acceptance, for then our souls truly inhabit our bodies and make us glow with life. This is not just platitudes, it is truth. Enjoy who you are now, for youth does not last. Our bodies stop growing, but if we allow it, our spirits just keep on expanding.

© Janey Colbourne 2017