This weblog is filled with poems and pictures of trees, celebrating the Wychwood Forest and the West Oxfordshire landscape. These are my stories about trees. They form part of a National drive to create a Charter Foir Trees and to emphasisze their fundamental place in the life and well being of the people of Britain.
"Through collecting stories about what trees and woods mean to people, we are building a picture of their value to everyone in the UK. These stories will be used to create a set of guiding principles, around which the charter will be written. The final Charter for Trees, Woods and People will influence policy and practice and celebrate the role that trees and woods play in our lives.
The new charter will launch on November 6th 2017, the 800th anniversary of the Charter of the Forest." For more information see https://treecharter.uk/what-is-the-charter/The Tree Charter
All poems and pictures on this weblog are copyright Nick Owen and may not be reproduced without permission.
Dancing with day break
Mist swirls
Dancing with day break
Light, like laughter
Echoes in a cold clamour
We plunge into a new misted morning
Engine humming, spearing into the depths
Trees
Wrapped in mist
And mystery
Transfigure
They are figures in a landscape
Delicate as leaves
Dark veined
Skeletal
Forms reformed in ice
Shapes new made in sunlight
Opaque
Clouded
Transparent
Transformed
The world turns
Suddenly the sun
Full orbed and bristly bright
Brandishes brilliant blessing
On the blue grey day
A moth before the flame
I burn with cold delight
Inexorably drawn
To witness the source
The great eye
Permeate the being of the trees
Am I not reborn
As the sun
Bursts like insight
Pours through me
Rekindles my fires
Fused with the soul of the tree
At the heart of me
