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At our annual Summer Social in the wood, we invited Wilko Wilkes to perform and recite his poetry and he surprised us by creating Haikus dedicated to members of Park Wood who had took part in interviews. He also invited us to recite our own poems, which was a wonderful experience outdoors in our wonderful woodland.
LISTEN HERE to a recording of people from Friends of Park Wood. Here are our poems, enjoy!.. |
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We arrive.
The wood of sunlight The wood of dreams The wood of sadness, hope and joy. We are flying, Blue and yellow flowers above. It’s time to leave, stay warm and remember our dreams. Jane Pinder Tall beeches brushing off winter and bursting into fresh new leaf above sun dappled earth, wild garlic sprouting through - new shoots everywhere Woodpeckers tapping to complete their spring carpentry exotic bright flash through the trees it's a jay! - surely the most flamboyant of all the loud crow family Songbirds filling grassy open glade with their tuneful messages flowering plants, and busy insects flourish Hills and hollows, sudden ups and downs natural or tooled, punctuate the Wood. cobbled path running through all connecting ruins of cottages, outbuildings long deserted, whispers of ghosts. Accompanied dogs - sniffing, straining at lead then off they go, chasing squirrels who vanish up mighty tree trunks - noses alert to myriad woodland smells. Evelyn Shire Well I wont promise you the earth, then deliver only mud. So here's a verse I wrote just now be warned its not that good. Thank you all for coming, it's great I hope you'll find. Please take your litter with you and leave no trace behind. The weather's held up just about, it's turned out rather nice We also have some tea and cake go get yourself a slice. If anybody has a teaspoon please come forward now, I'm sorry I forgot them it's my fault after all. Here's eric hes tonights first aider. Should the need arise. You'll find the first aid kit right here behind the food supplies 3 cheers for Mr Wilko with some real poetry. I'll shut my my mouth now I'm all done that's enough from me. Andy Pickles |
The Wood
is Good For you and for me The Wood is Good for Creatures seen and unseen Birds and bees butterflies and moths squirrels busy beetles snails leaving trails tiny shrews and antlered stags. The Wood is Good For the air that we breathe the scent of life the crunch of beechnuts the feeling of calm the taste of freedom A leafy cathedral Celebrating life lived The Wood is Good for you and for me. Liz Fisher Early in the day I enter Park Wood from Dale View top. Trees of the wood march down the steep incline. The noble beech trees rise up towards the sky, their lofty limbs majestically like gothic arms in a Cathedral, sweep the blue grey of the sky. The cobbled path winds its way down the hill towards the town, through the magnificent flora of Alder, Beech, Birch, Hazel, Oak, Rowan, Sycamore, Scots Pine and Willow. Countless different ground plants and saplings find their home along with many creatures, both large and small, Ants to Deer. Walking through the woods a healing experience Hearing the birds and perhaps seeing a deer, rejuvenates us. Walking up the cobbled path sometimes passing a walker and their dog. Some will give a friendly wave or nod and the dog give us a lick. We are all on a journey onwards through the wood Wherever it takes us. Ken. R. Smith This is my special place Giving healing, making good This is my Park Wood Yvonne |
Aireheads is a project led by Word Up North in partnership with BBC Contains Strong Language Festival and Bradford 2025, supported by funding from Arts Council England.
If you'd like to find out more about Wilko Wilkes and the work he's involved with, visit: wilkowilkes.com
If you'd like to find out more about Wilko Wilkes and the work he's involved with, visit: wilkowilkes.com
