‘Fog in the Valley’ and Other Poetry by Cathy Bryant The Society March 8, 2015 Beauty, News of Note, Poetry Fog in the Valley The fog flows down like a flock of pale gulls and the valley of my home disappears. In seconds, stuff engulfs us. Each sense dulls; cold soggy cotton fills our eyes and ears. And where now is Man’s brilliance and pride? Nature in a moment smothered it all. Of all we have done, nothing now abides. We stumble, helpless, through the silent pall. But fog is much more merciful than Man. It floats away, greeting the morning sun. All we have is reborn, as if to plan. We smile and get on; there’s much to be done. So Nature shows us her staggering power but relents, as sweet as her smallest flower. The Spirits of the Murdered Falun Gong Practitioners Will Endure Truth, compassion and forbearance were the touchstones of your good lives. When weapons made their appearance you met them with prayer, not with knives. Your plight moves many adherents. Regimes rise and fall; your light thrives. Truth, compassion and forbearance were the touchstones of your good lives. In Tibet Now In Tibet now they have parades, the men who made the killing raids. The unresisting monks have fled, those who were not among the dead cut down by bullets and by blades. An army through the slaughter wades to crush the gentlest of crusades by which compassion truly spread in Tibet now. And are they visited by shades, the soldier-killers in sweet glades? Do the monks who, forgiving, bled, pray for truth and kindness instead, for swords to transform into spades in Tibet now? Featured Image: “The Wander above the Sea of Fog” by Caspar David Friedrich (1774–1840) After studying philosophy at university, Cathy Bryant worked as a civil servant, a sales assistant in a shoe shop and a childminder, among other jobs. She submitted her first pieces of writing to magazines only because her best friend nagged her into it, seven years ago. She did it to prove to him that no one would want to publish them – and she was delighted to be wrong (Cathy’s best friend is wonderful!). Working around her disabilities, she writes whenever she can. Her current projects include a Jane Austen themed comedy novel. Cathy lives in Derbyshire, Great Britain. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.