Solstice Song

 

Shape shifting

The Winter Solstice brings more wind, more rain.

A single bird sings with many voices in the Holly tree.

The song is vibrant, clear, urgent. I long to understand its message,

but all I can hear is joy, all I can see is the Holly Tree,

singing to the wind and rain.

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About maskednative

There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey. Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – http://www.tallshipsgallery.com A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
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19 Responses to Solstice Song

  1. Hariod Brawn says:

    Such a wonderfully subtle image Teri, for which many congratulations – charcoal on paper presumably?

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  2. j.h. white says:

    A wonderful few moments with you here …you with the wind, the rain, the singing bird and the holly tree. Your drawing brings it all alive! A blessed solstice to you Teri…

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  3. Kentucky Angel says:

    This is lovely. I read it on Natalie’s blog, loved it, and just had to read it at the source. When I saw that you are in Ireland I could well understand this more, not because I have been there myself, but because my family roots are there, in Wyclow, where Michael Cashen. my great (many times over) grandfather, boarded an immigrant ship and came to America, thus establishing our family in this area. My sis visits every other year and brings our memories home to us.

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    • maskednative says:

      Thank you Angel, and welcomr to Ireland, it is in your blood.
      Wicklow is a beautiful county and your Great, many times over, Grandfather must have been very brave when he boarded that immigrant ship, such stories he would have to tell.

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      • Kentucky Angel says:

        I wish I could have known Michael. I also wish I could visit Ireland, but the items my sis, Sylvia brings back for me, as well as the photos, are as close as I’ll get physically. I do feel drawn there, as Sylvie is drawn there each time she visits, and begins saving for her next trip. There’s just something about the place that is deep inside me and I can feel it calling. Some day, maybe.

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  4. reocochran says:

    This lovely poem was on my friend, Natalie’s blog. This really touched my heart. I am named after a bird and often study things written about them. Thanks for this. ~ Robin

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    • maskednative says:

      Thank you Robin, It is always an honour to reach another’s heart with such few words and birds are such wonderful creatures, messengers perhaps. My brother thought they sang every morning to to help heal the world.

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  5. chrisbkm says:

    Lovely words and image Teri. Wishing you all the best in the turning of the light and seasons.

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  6. So wish mankind could learn to sing that Song Teri.. Thank you for that reminder to keep that Song within our hearts despite what Nature throws at us..

    Enjoy a beautiful Christmas.. Love Sue ❤

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  7. SirenaTales says:

    Teri, Thank you for the joy and reverence that this post evokes. I appreciate the reminder that receiving the energy of someone or something–here, joy–can be the key; that listening with our hearts and souls is at least as important as “understanding” with our minds. Wishing you a lovely year that ignites your inspiration. xxo

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    • maskednative says:

      Dear Sirena, you warm my heart with your words, thank you. I might not always get around to commenting on all of your posts, but be assured that I always read and enjoy what you have to say (en-joy), and always finding inspiration from your incredible zest for life.
      Happy New Year and many blessings to you and your wonderful new life on the marsh.

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  8. Just dropping in to wish you a Happy New Year this first week in January.. Love and Blessings for the weekend.. Sue xxx

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