Belper Goes Green Poem: Festival
Butterfly mandalas
and colours and lights
and pancakes and oatcakes
and tee-shirts and bikes
and badges and raffles
and pennants and flowers
and poetic sound checks
and music for hours.
And ethics with veggies
and rotas and samosas
and palaces of sound
and “how’s this coming over”.
And mallets and stakes
and mobile crepes
and crates and recycling
and give us a break
and weavings and carvings
and all things ecological
and real ale and hairstyles
and things anthropological.
And wildlife and beehives
and collages and petitions
and wellbeing and healing
and musical erudition
and baskets and ask it
and chutney and charms
and info on green things
and organic lip balm
and foodies and music
and peace songs and dance
and tents and gazebos
and give us a chance
and kids’ stuff
and big stuff
and enlightening talks
and smoogs and acoustic
and countryside walks.
Jo Kirk
I loved reading Jo Kirk’s poem about Belper Goes Green Festival. It helped me remember all the wonderful things I experienced and the magical atmosphere of the weekend.