On the Brink of Nature Once separated From the sea by a parish Long ago abraded, A village clings to the brink Of sandy layer-cake cliffs. The coastline crumbles And slumps Towards the sea, Worried by waves That weave sea-tangle With beach debris: Severed heads of conduits, Limbs of sea defences, Rubble and concrete Replaced […]
Month: October 2015
A poem prompted by a striking local landmark
Lighthouse at Happisburgh Beacon in a turnip field Warns Of storms And danger On the sands No rocks here Just crumbling Cliff and beach Since the Ice Age A village that fears The forces of nature Over two hundred years Of refracted light and fierce Storms battering the staunch tower All the while the sea […]
The afternoon of Sunday 11th October 2015 was memorable…
as my husband David took part in the Happisburgh Lighthouse Zip Slide Challenge. Happisburgh Lighthouse is on the North Norfolk coast, seven miles and a fifteen minute drive from where we live. It is the only independently operated lighthouse in Great Britain and the oldest working lighthouse in East Anglia. It was built in 1790 […]
I no longer have a dog, but when I visit my daughter I enjoy…
Walking the Dog Breaking free From brick and glass We strike out On a fine autumn day Kick leaves Listen for thrush and blackbird Chase rabbits From thickets Breathe the muskiness Of undergrowth And fungus And a damp dog
A ballet haiku
Arabesque Counter-balanced poise Of technical perfection Welds body and soul Free image found on www.metmuseum.org
An early morning poem
Morning Unfolds It’s half past six And through black shadows And silhouettes of willows A patch of sky unfolds Like Italian marbled paper In purples and blues Early morning hues Wrapped around the gift Of a new day
Inspired by a day trip on the Danube
Bratislava Rooftops In a cityscape of rooftops Motley medieval towers Jostle with concrete and glass, Down to the Danube. Above them all On a hill Bratislava Castle A Theresian phoenix Reborn
A sad sight in our garden
Derelict Birdhouse Vacant house Hanging low From a broken branch In overgrown Undergrowth Weather-beaten walls Moss-covered roof Abandoned By birds
A haiku about one of my favourite methods of travel
Train Ride The rhythmic heartbeat Departure and arrival Scenery between Free image from www.edp24.co.uk
This poem is heartfelt – when we finally get a frost I’ll add an image
A Frosty Morning I love a frosty morning Landscapes look sublime Cobwebs glittering Skin stings Footsteps ring Resonating Blackbirds sing Leaves crunch Frozen soil creaks Senses sharpened As the world Wakes
writing in north norfolk 