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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 :)

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Here’s the Thing…

Most of you who follow my blog, know that I generally post my poetry here. But things change and I wanted to let my regular readers know that I won’t be posting much poetry for a while. I will always write poetry and hope to put together another collection at some point in the future. To all those who have bought and enjoyed my 1st collection, Phases of the Moon, I’d like to say a big thank you! And for those of you who haven’t, it’s still available at Amazon UK
;-)

There is a reason for my recent quietness on here and my social media sites. My thoughts have lately been dominated by nature and the environment, and especially the proposed badger cull that is set to go ahead in the summer. With that in mind, I had an idea for a book about a badger family, written in a similar vein to Watership Down. I have written the first draft and am deep into the second and (God willing) I should be finished and set to publish by the summer. The Novel’s working title is:

Earth Dogs

“When the government make the fateful decision to go ahead with its controversial plans to cull Britain’s beloved badgers, a chain of events is set in motion which affects the lives of everyone involved. Beatha’s world falls apart in the face of the hunter’s gun and she must flee and find safety for the sake of her and her cubs growing inside her. Travelling over unknown lands and persecuted by man, she searches for her place in the world, afraid and alone.”

As I said, I hope to self-publish an e-book and paperback, as I would like to raise some money for The Badger Trust. They are at the forefront of the fight to save our badgers this summer, as well as doing vital work in the countryside, highlighting and preventing cruelty to these beautiful, innocent creatures.

I will be blogging some extracts and chapters and I hope you will continue to visit and enjoy what you find here. Love & Light. x

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The Woman

I know there is grey in the sky at dawn
for how otherwise could the mountain stream

run so pure and the gardens of suburbia
remain so green? I look up and see a woman

looking out, lost, a lot like me, a girl
clinging to the space between two breaths

where flesh meets air, air with indigo, rainbows
ending in the sea. Yet how the waters

run so dark now, from the fracking stations
and factories. They blame global warming

for all this water but the clouds are angry;
they throw their fists at mankind’s disregard.

The woman must find comfort where she can
and trembles, gazing up at the moon and stars.

 

 

©2013 Louise Hastings

 

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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

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From Shadows

English: Little Malvern in the February Snow L...

(Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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