Poetry

Showing posts with label Shepton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Shepton. Show all posts

Wednesday 13 October 2021

Down at St Aldhelm's well

 And if you want a land of peace then you can tell

I will meet you down at St Aldhelm's well


If you have forgotten Forget-me-nots or the chimes of Bluebells

Then come meet me down at St Aldhelm's well


If you want the sound of choirs or the toll of church bells

Then you'll find them down at St Aldhelm's well


And the inhabitants of the village there happily they dwell

For they built their homes by St Aldhelm's well


And they sow the fields, gather yields and peas they shell

As they live their lives out by St Aldhelm's well


And the trees bear fruit and the livestock they can sell

All because of the waters at St Aldhelm's well


And it springs up from the hill and runs down in the dell

As the trees take their fill from St Aldhelm's well


They lack not for lumber for trees grow in great number

And their strong trunks they can fell

As they grow thick and fast, just like ships' masts

And you can find them down at St Aldhelm's well


None are diminished after the day's toils are finished

None feel oppressed by evil or fear hell

For they pour water from their jugs and they fill their cups and mugs

And all drink deep down at St Aldhelm's well



Tuesday 12 October 2021

Around St Aldhelm's well

 The creatures on the church tower

Running round and round

Protecting the inside from the powers that surround


No evil shall not step inside and all shall beware

To fear God in his house, to come with mortal care

The arrogant shall not be given passage there

Or the wicked or conceited done down by their own care


Only the humble shall have their pass

And all this will not be a grumble of the past


Oh the gargoyle and the dragon in the mouth of the lion

As they reach up out of pits where the fires are besieged

And the unbaptized child who is dragged down into hell

Oh be fearful of the priors around St Aldhelm's well


Come stake your claim in leaves and fallen human souls

And don't take what you don't believe or what you can't control

You shall know the fires if you can't make it whole

Oh come see the priors around St Aldhelm's well


He walked for many hours trying to find his chair

A throne of all God's powers, a throne that is just there

And this is how it came about, it came about in prayer

Never waking time, but in seasons of care


And they all want a water wheel out of their care

Cos it springs up for the villagers, it springs up out there

And yes they brought it to our place, they brought it to our home

When the water came face to face with the enemies of Rome


And they brought it from the land unto the ferned hill

And it sprung up out of hand into St Aldhelm's well


Oh how can you see this place of fettered times

You walk inside the ancient hills and under the sweet sunshine

In the shadows of the ancient ones, by the shadow of the church

Overgrown by many trees and plants that holds its perch


Hold me in your arms St Aldhelm's well

And bring me water charms and quench the fires of hell

Will you drink? Will you come to me? And fetch me sweet liberty

And falling from heaven like rain into the sea