A Collection of Poetry by Twig
Meditation
Faery light, Faery bright,
Tell me stories of the night,
Tell me of the mysteries told,
By God and Goddess old.
Tell me the secrets of the world,
Let my answers be unfurled,
Give me all knowledge at hand,
So that I may understand.
Faery, Faery, give me light,
So that I may gain perfect sight.
Twig
Aged 10
Canbury park
Come along to Canbury Park,
Where children play and dogs do Bark.
Where the trees stand in a line,
There're yours and ours and thine and mine.
Faircloughs say cut them down,
Who wants Trees in a town?
The flats we build they need a view,
Grant the wishes of the few.
The people say save our Trees,
Council's useless, deep in sleaze.
Eco Warriors do their stuff,
See the Heroes living rough.
All life's comforts they reject,
To stop our planet being wrecked.
Twig
Aged 11
Dragon Spirit
The silence of the Dragon's spirit,
Watching over a cliff.
No one knows it, No one feels it,
The silent Guardian cares for us all.
Rustling of the wind rushed leaves,
Is the only sound to be heard.
The Dragon's breath is our warmth,
It's broad wings our shelter.
The Dragon dormant for hundreds of years,
Lifts its wings and flies,
He feels his job completed.
Maybe he'll come again one day,
In hundreds of years or more.
As the Dragon finds a place of rest,
The active Dragon at rest once more.
Twig
Aged 12