Hag Stones #poems #poetry

Hag Stone: a stone with a naturally occurring hole through it created by the actions of water: it reminds us of Gaia, Earth Mother and the divine feminine and is said to have magical properties, bringing luck and health


From the sea we came, a strand of DNA

In an ancient time, from far away;


The sea gave us up, unaware then

Of our evolution into thoughtless men.


Today by that sea I scoured the shore

While above my head, a cliff, scars raw,


Eroded by wind and tide and waves

Let young saplings go to a watery grave.


Further away, perilously perched

The self-same sea attacked a church


As toothless and Godless as friable land

Soon reduced to heaps of sand.


That power, indifferent, not bad or good

Continues to grind, whatever its mood.


The land, its peoples, evolve we must

While constant sea renders all to dust;


After hours of toil, I found my goal

A lucky hagstone,  a stone with a hole.


For nature offers this slow hard lesson

In the shape of a flint with a rounded lesion:


If you wait long enough all will revert

To those base elements of water and Earth


Meanwhile mothers, of both blood and soil,

Know luck is fine, but what counts is toil.


About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published several books: a four book series following Harry Spittle as he grows from hapless student to hapless partner in a London law firm; four others in different genres; a book of poetry; four anthologies of short fiction; and a memoir of my mother. I have several more in the pipeline. I have been blogging regularly since 2014, on topic as diverse as: poetry based on famous poems; memories from my life; my garden; my dog; a whole variety of short fiction; my attempts at baking and food; travel and the consequent disasters; theatre, film and book reviews; and the occasional thought piece. Mostly it is whatever takes my fancy. I avoid politics, mostly, and religion, always. I don't mean to upset anyone but if I do, well, sorry and I suggest you go elsewhere. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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23 Responses to Hag Stones #poems #poetry

  1. Ritu says:

    Beautifully written His Geoffleship with lovely photos 😊

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  2. Erika Kind says:

    Beautiful words accompanied by amazing photos! Wonderful, Geoffle!

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  3. Mick Canning says:

    Very nice combination of words and photos, Geoff.

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  4. Philosophical, poetical, today, Geoff. Good one

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  5. Beautiful poem and message both. And I’m thrilled you found stones! “Hag” stones…interesting. We call them fairy stones or Odin’s stones. I love those!

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  6. willowdot21 says:

    This is beautiful Geoff, was it today, and wher was it ? xxxx

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  7. Aquileana says:

    A baleful presage in the action of the sea, which with its waves erodes and consumes, almost everything … Sea is eternal (we are not!) , and as you say “If you wait long enough all will revert, To those base elements of water and Earth”…
    There is a powerful pantheistic philosophy in your verses, Geoff.. you reminded me of Heraclitus!. Great share!… happy holidays to you. 😀

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  8. Never knew those stones (that look like very old ancient doughnuts) were so lucky, Geoff. A lesson learned from a very entertaining poem you have put together.

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  9. restlessjo says:

    Beautifully crafted, Geoff! 🙂 Festive greetings and wishing you a top class 2017.

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