I have been watching on Channel 4, a British television channel, a programme called Great Canal Journeys, with those wonderful actors Prunella Scales and Timothy West, who have been married a very long time. When not acting on stage or screen, they spent most of their free time on a barge on canals in England […]
Month: September 2015
If you’re interested in history, archaeology and Stonehenge…
… here’s some interesting news from the BBC website: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-wiltshire-34156673?ocid=socialflow_facebook
Thoughts for an autumn Monday
It’s a chilly Monday morning, with a sporadic drizzle so fine you can just feel it on your face. You can tell autumn has taken hold by the yellow leaves and the first windfalls. Here is my first and only autumn poem for this year – everyone seems to be writing them at the moment! […]
A freestyle poem
Scribbling on my Soul The scratching of the pen Won’t stop It echoes through my dreams And lifts my eyelids With the urgency Of birth Ideas invade Exploding crocuses That reach out For an inkling of light But Shadows shackle me To sleep Draw me back down Below the surface Until the poem Remains a […]
A haiku for the first Sunday in September
Poetic Ghosts Words become poems – Ephemeral ghosts as soon As they are spoken The photograph was taken on a trip to Copenhagen.
A Poet’s Truth
Having turned my hand to the sonnet in the past, I thought I would investigate the ottava rima. In the English form, a stanza has eight lines of three alternate rhymes and one rhyming couplet, following the pattern a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c. The meter is usually iambic pentameter. A Poet’s Truth A word is struck and bursts forth […]
For those of you who enjoyed Hitchcock or The Twilight Zone
Sinister Situations What lurks behind Boarded up Windows Of the decrepit house On your street Or down your lane? As you pass The Victorian Asylum, Can you hear The crackling voltage Of the insane Or the whispering Of the dead? The magic shop On the high street, With its heavy duty Padlock and chain Reminds […]
Saturday came around quickly this week
Days seem to speed by and that thought inspired me to write another quote poem. Tomorrow’s Poems ‘Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it yet.’ —L. M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables Embraced by darkness Couched in the velvety night The old day’s dying – Dreaming destiny With no mistakes in it yet A […]
A quote poem for Friday
Wavering ‘The moment where you doubt whether you can fly, you cease for ever being able to do it.’ J.M. Barrie from Peter Pan Icarus, Although he flew too high, Never had that instant, That flashing moment, Of uncertainty. He didn’t hesitate Or question That he was airborne. He was the pilot of his life, […]
Another tanka
After looking at newspaper headlines and television news coverage of the terrible things that are happening to Syrian refugees, I wrote a ‘found’ tanka. There is no image to illustrate it. If you need one, please look on the Internet – there are so many. Refugee Tanka Washed up on a beach The heartbreaking human […]
writing in north norfolk 