Coal-black on a cold night That bursts with light Holes in outer space The black look on a face Ravens and crows Mourning widows Funereal black Starless black Bible black Velvet, silk and jet The magic of a black cat The inkiness of a handwritten poem Image found on logopond.com
Category: Journal
My daily journal: comments, thoughts and poetry on daily events.
Ghost Train Tanka
My husband and I are going on a ghost train ride. Not one of those funfair rides that last a few minutes. It’s an hour on a steam train on the Poppy Line – a special Halloween ride through the North Norfolk countryside – and I am so looking forward to it. I will try […]
Sad Season
Gusts of wind in my face, Tears of rain on my hair, Mist lingers on the river, Wood-smoke hangs in the air, A bitter-sweet season That smells of despair. I sit by the riverbank Where the trees turn to rust, Through tangles of grass Bony weeds thrust: Seasonal refugees, Gold turns to dust.
I took this last night with a simple Kodak Playtouch camera
Lunar Light The moon ripped a hole in the cloud To let its light seep through Exposing the night sky The dazzling aura Of Lady Luna In shades of silver and blue
A Midweek Moonshadow Haiku
In the moon’s embrace Of shadows orchids orbit An unearthly space
Just another old love poem
Cake and Candles When I am with you I feel like an infant Experiencing her first birthday But not quite understanding. I feel so full Of birthday cake and candles That I am exhausted And, like an infant, Want to lie there, Cradled in your arms, To experience something More like Christmas. Image found on […]
Murmuration
With a murmur Of whirring wings An eddy of starlings Whirls into view Swooping and diving Waves of Indian ink Staining the sky Separating Converging Fluid and airy Pointillist abstracts Helices and pirouettes Of an aerial ballet http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1Q-EbX6dso
Holding On
When I first started writing this 750-word short story, I didn’t think of it as a ghost story but as a story about dementia. However, there is a ghost, albeit a kind one and one I know well. In the half-dark of the small hours, she surfaces from fitful dreams – it could be less than an […]
A Halloween poem for grown-ups
Halloween Love Affair Trick or treat Once a year Love affair Of a lonely ghost And a vampire Amongst the cobwebs And dust Of a haunted house The thrill of discovery Fades after a century Image found on Pinterest
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