The Little Mermaid Stave 2 On the day the mermaid turned fifteen, As the sun Dipped Slowly Into The deep, She rose like a bubble and burst through to see Coral clouds glitter, the evening star gleam. Buoyed on the ocean, with one raised sail, Was a three-masted ship. She was entranced in the wavering […]
Month: September 2015
Echoes of Aesop’s fables for a September Saturday
Grasshoppers Sitting by the side of the road On the edge of town At the end of summer In the harvest dust Catching gilded grasshoppers Giggling at nature’s whimsies Until our bodies ached Repulsed by button black eyes Rustling paperiness As they flexed and contracted Built up power Triggered Into a leap Of brilliant wing […]
This is in response to the poetry riot prompt
#poetryriot Under the Waves Earth: a unique gem Of aquamarine hues Of green, white and blue, Suspended in the hollow Expanse of space, Where silence echoes. Under the waves, Under the watery skin, Is a world Inside a world; Depths of abundant life Diverse and mysterious. Fragile and precarious, Precious. On the surface Oceans that […]
A Friday Tanka
Yesterday I had a walk around our garden and noticed that the gnarled old quince tree has once again borne fruit – I just can’t reach it as it is hanging from the very top branches of the tree! The quince resembles a large bright yellow lumpy pear. It originally came from the Middle East and […]
A quote poem for Friday
Books are Cold and Certain Friends ‘Les livres sont des amis froids et sûrs’ Victor Hugo My friends are books: Pages of paper Sewn together, Clothed in distinctive Divergent covers. Colourful volumes, Weighty tomes, Slim softbacks Of poetry and stories Crowd my shelves, Clamour for attention, Welcome me into their worlds. But when I have read […]
A fairy tale
After reading Sacha Black’s Write Inspiration #59: What happened after ‘Happily Ever After’? I thought about some of my favourite fairy tales. When I was a child I had a beautiful old-fashioned translation of Hans Christian Andersen’s Fairy Tales, which I read over and over. One of my favourites is ‘The Little Mermaid’. I decided […]
A haiku inspired by Paul Militaru’s photograph of wild fruits
Wild Fruits Wild fruits burn scarlet Against defiant and green Lush leafy richness Many thanks to Paul Militaru for letting me use his photograph.
A sad sight for me is a derelict theatre or cinema
The Theatre of Silence The stage is empty and dusty The hush so persistent You could hear a pin drop Unoccupied seats Silent applause A hole in the roof For a spotlight of sun Spiders weave For a curtain call That never comes Image found on derelictlondon.com
I was thinking about older couples who are comfortable with each other
Winter Coat They found love again Like an old winter coat To keep them warm In the new season of their life The biggest magic Of emotional ties Without the buzz of anticipation No standing in the spotlight But lingering in the shadows Where they can wear their skin Wrinkled and worn Comfortable Like an […]
First poem this Thursday
The Leap Do something While the time is right Change your life Take flight Go shark-diving Cliff diving Ride a horse along a beach Write a poem Or a story Something clear Something true About you About life Don’t be afraid To leap into space Without a parachute Or a safety net The leaping is […]
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