May

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Image by Louise

Again the blossom
foams along the fence
and sparrows in the eaves
chatter, bright-eyed
against the skim of blue.

And while you sleep,
turning as the Earth turns,
rotating in an eye-blink, a petal falls
like a longed for touch of breath
brushing by your cheek.

The garden seems crowded
now, cluttered with sunlight,
a smudge of purple, wings
and trees, a ripple
on the surface of the pond.

And you know this colour well,
the way the light
falls across the water,
how it leaves you breathless
and asks you what you’re waiting for.

 

©2013 Louise Hastings

Mother Earth


She is vast, beautiful like a constellation.
She and I are made up of the same stars.

If you could search her eyes
you would see a whole universe swirling there.

Being a part of her is like riding on a spaceship,
watching as the moon shines like a disco light.

Don’t try to harm her. She’ll become destructive.
Her storms are wild and restless.
Inside she is a fragile chemistry set.

I wish to hug her to me, keep her safe,
but she’s too big to wrap my arms across.

Her seas are endless. She holds life in a pulsating fist.
Her secrets carry on the wind. Her breath is my breath.

 

©2013 Louise Hastings

A belated Earth Day poem :)

Cover Reveal ~ Beatha – A Badger’s Story

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I’m so excited to be able to share the new cover for my children’s book. I’m thrilled with it, and my heartfelt thanks go to Hannah Willow for allowing me to use her wonderful artwork, and to @anuwildantz for designing the cover. If all goes to plan, Beatha will be available as a paperback and e-book by 3rd June on Amazon.

Book Description:

In Bilbrook Wood, the badger Beatha senses danger from nearby Burridge Farm, where dairy farmer Jake Barker plots to destroy her family and all she holds dear.  Should she stay and risk it all? Or leave her ancestral home as winter fast approaches? This is Beatha’s story, where the peaceful natural world meets the world of power and greed, and where lives hang in the balance.

These are dark and desperate times for Britain’s badgers, accused by the farming community of spreading TB in cattle. The government have rejected the science and public opposition, and are planning a cull of badgers in Somerset and Gloucestershire this summer. More than ever they need our help. I intend to give 50% of the royalties from this book to The Badger Trust, who work tirelessly in defending these beautiful and innocent creatures.

Hoping to share a chapter or two with you soon but until then, Love & Light :) xx

Warm Currents

Photo credit: Louise Hastings

Photo credit: Louise Hastings

When I woke this morning,
not really awake,
paddling along the surface
of a dream like a swan,

I thought this must be
what a soul is like,
always there
but hidden on the other side of dark.

I could be the wind or trees
or a bird under starlight
or the ripples on the lake,

but I’m not me
until your currents lift me
and I rise into air.

©2013 Louise Hastings

From Shadows

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Out there
in the shadows
of the tall trees,
the branches tremble
in mid-February wind,
the leaves hold their breath,
wait out the winter skies and snowfall.

A robin lands in the gloom
in a flash of scarlet,
and something about all this falling
reminds me of him,
his voice, dark eyes,
clothes on the floor,
my body naked.

Copyright @Louise Hastings 2013

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