Eluene and Poesity Chat up reading

A reading of Eluene with some friends in a virtual pub and

at about 2 1/2mins the poem Poesity Chat Up

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIqhh1AlZjo

Wassail the Apple Trees - Youtube Link of Zoom fun with some friends

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_3FlqaEXNKY

A rough first reading of my Yorkshire Poetry Poem Leading into the Land Charm

 

Bare in mind that I have had a pint of something strong.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JB6HVpgjJlk&list=PLW6ghSB6vp60MVcSUQWwF-hnEKfYWv0kU&index=9

Elizabethan May - with some friends on line

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYY0qj72RvQ&list=PLW6ghSB6vp60MVcSUQWwF-hnEKfYWv0kU&index=2

Some of my poems on YouTube

Thou art Ealfscyne             https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cSVfgZBXOiE 

 On the Spindle Side          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=spMipoGqWP4 

 Ealfred                              https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2ZJ-gIYlSE 

 Dark Forest Rite               https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHmQ2PD8Ty4 

 Wassail the Apple Trees    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42k41Paprl8 

 The Corn Dolly                 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CEsTx0gxVo 

 Twelfth Night                    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rTOt3BWCmrM 

 Kissing Friday                   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VrMlwtFkyY 

 A Maying                          https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TpaSCb8V3Hc 

 Return ye Haetesse           https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E-L0RpTcWhU

Lunar Phantoms

 

In the ever still, soft Lunar landscape,

strange flicker appears, in corner of eye.

Hidden spirits seen, in a moon day dream,

of ashen landscape, and obsidian sky.

The sound of breathing, masks stillness around,

Selene's still spectres, are shy to appear.

Behind a grey rock, or in crater deep,

on distant mountain, on dry distant sphere.

Moon apparitions, in long Lunar night,

stark Earthshine shadows, on grey basalt rock.

Strange spangle flicker, on regolith plain,

while back connecting, your spacesuit to dock.

On the distant dry, other airless world,

those silent spirits, form a link between,

Chang'e and Zorya, Selene and Luna,

mankind and moonscape, whilst staying unseen.

The longer your stay, the more that you see,

to Earth sick veterans, shy phantoms emerge.

Conjured Selenites, called into being,

change and movement, the need and the urge.

Introduction

Sometimes when one changes one's gaze or looks around, you may see a movement but when you look again, you see that there is nothing there. If you wear glasses, this tends to happen more often due to reflections.

On the moon, one is always looking at the surface through a glass visor or window.

I predict that when we have a long-stay presence on the moon that our need to see movement coupled with the unchanging stillness of the lunar landscape and occasional flickers in the peripheral field of vision could become interpreted as Lunar Phantoms.

This poem puts a pagan spin on this.

Copyright Andrew Rea Candlemas 2021

Sending an email

I was working on the thingy today,

when the whatsit refused to display.

I checked the network what-d'you-call-it,

it had lost connection to the widget.

So I opened and clicked on the whatnot,

and reconnected to the thingamabob.

But the gizmo thingy oh what's-its-name,

was still going round and round just the same.

So I pulled the little Thingamajig out,

stuffed it in the whojar and gave it a clout.

But the thingamabob was going very slow,

perhaps its that downloading gadget, d'oh!

So I opened up the thingummy app,

Got the download thingy to take a nap.

But did the paraphernalia go,

correctly to the recipient, d'oh!

So I clicked on the email whojimaflip,

and checked the gubbins box on the side strip.

The widget was in the draft contraption box,

so its back to the beginning, oh pocks!

Copyright Andrew Rea Candlemas 2021