Category: Poems


Willow tree in Glastonbury Abbey grounds, image by Bee Helygen   Willow   “Gallows wood, coffin weaver”, The fearful whisper, Behind their furtive hands. They ….

I am

I love Taliesin’s poetry about shape shifting and that inspired me to think about all the things that I have been in my life and ….


Song of Awen Cerridwen, dark mother; tell me about love. She laughed. You think love is easy. Love is hard She said. Real love is ….