Poetry for Brigid Imbolc

 

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

BY WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,

And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;

There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,

And evening full of the linnet’s wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.

It’s been a while so hello. I’ve always tried to post a poem for Brigid and Imbolc and this one jumped out at me a few days ago. I hope you like.

Imbolc Blessings and 5th annual Cyberslam poetry for Brighid event

 It is officially Imbolc.

 How do I know?

  I saw my first snowdrops today and I've already seen lambs, so that proves it then

 Imbolc  first milk and dedicated to Brighid.

   A time of hope of brighter days to come.

  After the hard January that so many of us have had there is  a whisper of Spring on the breeze

  Lots of bulbs pushing their way up despite the snow and harsh weather. They know, they too have felt the promise.

 Can you feel the change? The magic of the turn of the wheel?

 The signs that say move on, leave the dark inward days, open up to new experiences and new beginnings.

 The time of introspection is behind us, now we feel the urge to be outside and to start things growing. New seeds, new plants.

 Some of these pictures were taken at Chester Zoo last weekend when we visited and they too have new growth for Spring, new elephant baby who was so sweet but oh so shy and stayed close to mum.

Because it is Imbolc it is the time of  the 5th Annual Cyberspace Poetry slam for Brigid. I love this time of year, so much fabulous poetry to be seen on the web, so many people joining in. Will you?
My next post will have my contribution. If you follow the link or google 5th Annual Cyberspace poetry slam for Brigid you will see many many more.

5th annual Cyberspace poetry slam for Brigid

Happy Imbolc

May your day be filled with Brigid's energy

To celebrate the Feast of Brigid, the Celtic Goddess of Poetry, Healing and Craft

On this inspiring day I thought I would share 2 poems with you

February

Today I saw the catkins blow
Although the hills are white with snow

White throstles sang "the sun is good"
They waved their banners in the wood

They come to greet the lurking Spring
As messengers from Winter's King

And thus they wave while Winter reigns,
While his cold grip still holds the plains.

Oh though the hills are white with snow,
Today I saw the catkins blow

Dorothy Una Ratcliffe




In February

The frozen ground is broken
where snowdrops raise their heads

And nod their tiny greeting
In glades and garden beds

The frozen stream is melted
The white brook turns to brown
And foaming through the coppice
Flows helter skelter down.

The frozen air is golden
With February sun
The winter days are over
Oh, has the Spring begun?

P A Ropes

Would you like to join us?
Feel free to copy the following to your blog/facebook/website and spread the word. Let poetry bless the blogosphere once again! WHAT: A Bloggers (Silent) Poetry Reading WHEN: Anytime February 2, 2010 WHERE: Your blog WHY: To celebrate the Feast of Brigid, aka Groundhog Day HOW: Select a poem you like - by a favorite poet or one of your own - to post February 2nd. RSVP: If you plan to publish, feel free to leave a comment and link on this post. Last year when the call went out there was more poetry in cyberspace than I could keep track of. So, link to whoever you hear about this from and a mighty web of poetry will be spun.