Travellers Joy (27th July 2011)
Old man’s beard, white and spiky,
Lengthening, creeping, along the gryke,
Like arteries or veins, stretching out in silence,
As Clematis do.
Beasts have nibbled the Helliborines,
And they have also had part of you..
Still plenty of white balls, like mistletoe,
Ready to open and spawn the beard.
As Clematis do.
A joy to see by any Traveller, this day,
On this, Lancelot's crazed grey pavement,
Your born from old, so old – World,
So Ancient, as Clematis are….
