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Connect to the air, want you to breath love, want you to have a lasting ray of hope.
And I know in this sad lonely place you stay, there is only salvation in looking back.
Back to a time of olden gone days, when your thorns grew densely and entwined.
When your branches held a queens blossoms, and left by wayfarers, pagan colours of ribbons
and paper roses.
I didn't know you then or come by your side, I only come now in this stark afterlife.
I hope you don't feel abandoned aside, a high grown passage as pilgrims climb.
And the orchards below full of they're fruits, so the life goes on around this hill.
And I can feel how the air remains dense, can sense how foreboding and overcast.
Maybe you feel a little forgotten these days, In a daunting and lapsed, time stopping place.
I sit for a while to be stilled by your forgotten grace.
And many days after I've come to this place, In absence I look back to remember your beauty.
Remember the grace in your unseen face, remember the stilled dense air.
And how, connected and un-concealing, to take flight, to return.
Mind to stars, to tree, to be, In a pagan place, never taken from thee.
End.
By Diana Scarboro
Folk at the Island
McCormack’s Bar Cleethorpes
21st Feb 2014
The second charity event hosted at McCormack’s Bar in aid of St Hugh’s Hospice in Grimsby,
organised by the tireless Angela Greenfield, who deserves some sort of medal for her devotion
to this cause. The venue, staff and bands all work for free to make this such a great event.
This year featured the ubiquitous and bogstomping Merlin’s Keep, authentically talented Gone
to the Dogs, the ethereal Brodgar and heartwarming Amy Naylor. All that for £5 a ticket –
what a bargain!
Despite the chilly weather, the atmosphere was as usual warm and friendly, with a lot of now
familiar faces. High praises to all the performers who were on top form and all seemed to be
really enjoying themselves as much as the audience.