Category: Poetry

Like swallows in the skyPatience and persistence flyBaling summer’s scent to hay Autumn’s chill is on the way Like swallows in the skyPatience and persistence flyWisdom, wit, a way of beingIn the wind I hear them say,Tomorrow is another day. Cutting through the wavesPatience and persistence sailTacking onwards through the stormSensing when the tide will turn…

You’ll glimpse her on the tubeLate – but on her wayYou’ll hear her in the windA laugh as clear as dayYou’ll know her in a mealPrepared and shared with friendsYou’ll see her in the surfA curl of smiling spray © Rhoda Meek

Barely visible nowStories and songFragile as chinaPerch precariouslyOn ruins.Hands that might catch themLost. © Rhoda Meek

The last one DisembarksFor the final time. Only the memoryOf pipes in the air. A silent welcomeFrom lost generations Onwards they goFoot by foot. Ghosts of tradition followThe lonely hearse. © Rhoda Meek

Where you see stonesWe feel our history Where you see the wavesWe remember lost souls Where you see the pastWe hear our stories Where you hear the windWe sense the songs Where you enjoy silenceWe grieve the gone © Rhoda Meek