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Jan Hedger

Poetry

Lake Formation/Freedom

Lake Formation Canoes strung in shape of a Spanish Fan unfurled cool down summer’s air Freedom Cast out from lake, rushing over the weir The Vyrnwy runs pure and crystal clear Where oak stands tall and the ash leans o’er Deepened soul of water here runs slower Bathing the stones,…
Jan Hedger
11th July 2017
Poetry

A Few Steps from the Road

I breathe the smell of moistened green Twisting, tangled undergrowth neath Dripping canopy of shadow- light; as Foxgloves pierce through, spear like On single stems of royal bells, deep With nectar for searching bees. A Chiff Chaff greets me repeatedly Calling of its identity; a Robin trills Voices of cyclists…
Jan Hedger
11th July 2017
Poetry

Whitchurch Waterways Country Park

Water voles thrive in this green oasis; protected, a Haven to breed and quietly sit and nibble grasses Inner sanctum of burrows for sleep. Water Mint and Tendrils of Brooklime creep. Green rush wetland spurs Cuckoo flower in spring. Paths lead on, weaving through Herb-rich pasture of awakening butterflies and…
Jan Hedger
21st June 2017
Poetry

Gardenstown – N E Scotland

Gardenstown – N E Scotland North Sea lashes the grey-walled fishing harbour tied up boats never still, ropes straining, constantly fidgeting. Cacophony of clanking rides on waves of the Force 10 gale. Folk in stone washed cottages along Seatown, keep their bright coloured doors shut. Along the seaweed straddled beach,…
Jan Hedger
1st May 2017
Poetry

Recollection (Winter Childhood Morning 1960’s)

Jack Frost impressionistic inside of bedroom window. Lino sharp cold, on warm feet, muffled hunting for comfort of slippers. Down to gloom-shadow living room, single light bulb tries, but never quite makes it into every corner. Two bar electric fire perch on edge of chair, breakfast served up on a…
Jan Hedger
14th December 2016
Poetry

Thoughts on a walk – 1st weekend in December (Llanymynech)

Sleep on,Ice Queen of winter, your wardrobe is not yet complete. Wouldn’t do for us to see you naked,like the stripped down trees. Sleep on, sleep on Slip into a dream of falling degrees, an ermine coat over white lace dress necklace draped; red berried pearls, diamonds glint in platinum…
Jan Hedger
14th December 2016
Poetry

Frostbite

Bitter cold growls like a circling dog. At first, just a warning, a hint of white mist. Closing in, dog nips at polar heels, then Wham! In for the killer bite immobilising fingers
Jan Hedger
14th December 2016
Poetry

Between Bridges

Tears of the Golden Willow fall like tresses of a mythological Goddess, cascading in a unbroken, quivering stream to the dark underworld far below where Sedges erupt, dwarf like trolls with heavy metal hair ‘we are trolls, fol-dee-rol, we are trolls, fol-dee-rol, we are trolls fol-dee-rol-dee-rullee.’ Brambles squirm along the…
Jan Hedger
11th September 2016
Poetry

Marching to the Front Line

(Night before) Smiling for the camera; fools! Oh little you know, of tomorrow. Majors, General’s, Government Misinforming – ‘gung ho, what ho! Enjoy your adventure lads’. Blind (Next day) Slither of dawn – shouts ring out ‘Over the top – on your feet my lads Make em pay’ - Charging…
Jan Hedger
1st July 2016
Poetry

The Rhino and the President

He met a Prince once... Trusted – dropped his guard Came out into the open For the world’s press After all wasn’t he protected? Millions of admirers And a Prince saw him once But it took a volley Of bullets, from poachers To bring him down Like a President once...…
Jan Hedger
30th May 2016