Klimt’s Medicine Death Is a skeleton, A bony frame, In the river of life. … The river of life Is a mass of figures, Male and female, Nude. … Nude Is the woman Afloat in space, Newborn life At her feet. … At their feet, Is Hygeia, Snake coiled Around her arm, Cup of Lethe […]
Tag: Blogging
My thoughts and questions about blogging.
I seem to be immersed in Klimt again!
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Horse in an Open Field
A lofty step Elastic tread Stout back And clean-cut head Ears stiffen Nostrils snort A toss of mane His spirit’s caught Pounding hooves Flying rein-less Chase the wind Into the space Between Heaven and earth
A day off from poetry and stories…
to help my daughter with some wedding things. We have an appointment today for a wedding dress fitting for Ellen.We haven’t seen the dress since I paid the deposit in July, so it’s going to be exciting for both of us. I am also helping her with some ideas for writing her vows and a […]
A poem prompted by a recent photograph
Afternoon Stroll In the cold light Of a low rolling Watercolour landscape Along wide grassy tracks Brown ridges of coarse stubble Passing wind-twisted hunch-backed trees And giant mounds of muddy sugar beet A colour-wash of beige and brown Interrupted Only By bright red Barn doors
Long Distance
Poems are long distance Love songs To everyone To everything Distance frees you Opens mind and heart Until Words surf on oceans Stanzas steam like liners Sailing poetry Towards a lighthouse In a distant place Someone else’s heart
Law of Nature
Across the garden Yards from the house A tiny bright-eyed field mouse Reaches Repeatedly For the last few berries Hanging low from the hedge Throwing caution To the chilly winter wind It inches Upwards Branches shaking Berries bouncing Speckled wings flurry Quick beak is blurry And the berries are gone
A haiku to start the week
Winter Haiku Scarves and hats appear Winter is round the corner Snowball in his hand
We went to the last Caspian gig in their latest UK tour in Brighton last night…
and this is for Phil and the boys. It was great to see you again.
writing in north norfolk 