Springsong Emerging

Bees lapping croci nectar in the honey of the almost Spring sun, A pale orb hanging in the reflective faces of rocky pools. Bare trees twizzling their twisted branches towards heaven Whilst I squelch through winter's muddy residue on earth, Clambering hills to catch breath and gain perspective On this strange, ugly-beautiful urban landscape I inhabit. Here tenacious nature fills whatever pockets she can find With her wild, enchanting songs, humming with a symphony Skyscrapers can only point bluntly towards, puncturing skylines Where birds sail on wings garbed with the promise of Spring.

Katie Rose 20/2/21

Hope dawned today

Hope dawned today - Chinks of light breaking through Ravaged chambers of broken hearts. Hope carried on the flaming voices And soaring redemption songs Of stars and seers, young and old. Hope that the choking stranglehold Of brutal oppression will be met By the bending arc of justice. Hope that our fractured world, Frayed by disease, fear and greed, Might stitch together a new unity. Hope that we might, in treasuring Our breath and the breath of our beloveds, Learn to let our planet breathe.

@KatieRose Inauguration Day 20/1/21

And Still We Sing