Mountain Ash Feathered canopy Tones of October sunset Intricate scarlet Leaves against a cloudless sky Alight with yellow berries Free image found on theguardian.com
Category: Journal
My daily journal: comments, thoughts and poetry on daily events.
The last poem for this Saturday
Banshee She breaks the solid Silence of the night Wailing for the end Of ancient families Or foretelling the demise Of the great and holy Ghastly pale of skin With eyes of fire Burning with weeping And desire For souls Shrouded and veiled Bitter tears roll Down her long and hanging breasts A foster mother […]
I have just been reminded that the magpie poem is my 200th post!
Congratulations on writing 200 posts on writing in north norfolk!
For me, one of the most beautiful birds in our garden…
is the magpie. If you read this blog regularly, you will know that I love our untamed garden and the wildlife in it. We regularly have magpies, arrogant and noisy but beautifully marked and charming. Magpies are in a Chinese folk tale called ‘The Little Weaver Girl and the Cowherd’, which I have referenced in the following poem. Magpie […]
Random Friday
‘For all the sound and movement which was evident from within, the bird could have been dead.’ From The Cormorant by Stephen Gregory Random Friday is hosted by Rebecca at books and messy buns.
This poem was inspired by some amazing images and a tanka…
on Somali K Chakrabarti‘s Scribble and Scrawl blog. Self Similar Fractal A repeating pattern The same on every level A repeating pattern Fixed or random A repeating pattern Magnified in the geometry of nature A repeating pattern Of natural phenomena A repeating pattern Complex and beautiful A repeating pattern Of parallel mirrors A repeating pattern In […]
The end of the mermaid’s tale
The Little Mermaid Stave 8 When evening came they boarded the ship; The princess’s dowry was stored in the hold And the couple slept on the quarterdeck In a tent of purple and gold. Away from the glow of the lanterns’ light, The mermaid knew this was the last night She would breathe the same […]
Every autumn birds migrate…
so here is a tanka about the migration of the little tern. Little Terns on a Norfolk Beach Chattering sea birds Their black tipped bills of yellow Black heads on grey cloud Of skyward ascending wings Ready for their yearly flight Migration to Africa Image found on the RSPB website
Thanks to India Myths’ interesting article on the the benefits of wonder fruit…
I have written the following haiku. Papaya Musky papaya Smooth-skinned fruit of the tropics Colour of sunrise
I have seen his work up close and personal and I love it!
Postcards from Klimt From behind the complex wall of colour That shields the artist from the boisterous world, The mirror between Art and autonomy, Patronage and relevance, Public and private, Death and life, Klimt spoke for himself; Not in the sea-sick language Of words Spoken or on a page, But through postcards and paint, Intertwined […]
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