Standing at dusk A low October sun Skims the panorama At its horizon, Sinking behind Elevated fields. From a nearby copse Comes the whispering And chattering Of birds Settling for the night. A raucous skein of geese Scrawls across The expanding Norfolk sunset A haiku to dusk. Image found on Pinterest
Tag: Blogging
My thoughts and questions about blogging.
Oddquain
I recently came across this poetic form on ladyleemanila’s blog and thought it quite fitting for the image of a sculpture we photographed on a trip to Bratislava. Odd How Odd the head In the market square Big white ugly magnetic Odd
A new fairy tale
The Princess and the Pea He wanted a real princess So the prince rode far and wide There were so many But he never felt inside That they were real He returned to his palace The king and queen Could give him no solace One night thunder roared Lightning flashed The rain poured There was […]
A familiar sight after the harvest
Harvest Fire Naked fields are parched Stubble burns with crackling flames The burnt field quivers Free image found on www.colourbox.com
A colourful memory on a dark autumn morning
Brancaster Poppies That sunny May morning Walking by the coast at Brancaster The horizon laced with boats The breeze was bracing Amongst untamed weeds And the rustle of reeds A flash of red silk In the verdure Burnt on the retina Of the day
A Harvest Poem Found in Virgil’s Georgic I
Harvest In early spring the icy drip Melts down the mountains, To loosen the crumbling clod Under the deep press of the plough Behind the groaning ox, Fulfilling the farmer’s prayer With boundless harvest-crops. Cornfields smile At the plump wheat ear Mingling with the grape. The olive springs From richest rain; The earth is green […]
A poem about constitutional creativity
Walking with Words Fields unfold On either side Of a country road Ditches clogged With weeds And leaves Mind clogged With indiscriminate ideas Interspersed With verse Sentences saturated With meaning Imagination run riot As I walk With words … If anyone has a suitable image to illustrate this poem, please let me know.
Flash Fiction for Friday
750 word Flash Fiction A Tangible Presence I was alone for the first time in ages. Shadows hugged the room where I sat in my favourite armchair, an anglepoise lamp bent into the best position for reading, a cup of tea beside me. I was engrossed in a book of short stories. A sudden chill […]
Wicked Word Wednesday is becoming a habit!
I have submitted a haiku: Parallel In a parallel Universe everything is Straight, neat and tidy Free image found at bingwallpaper.co Join in Wicked Word Wednesday at Running In My Head
A short poem prompted by a rainy Wednesday morning
Blurred Vision Is it the rain That blurs your vision so? It trickles down the window pane Crystalline and slow. Or is it sorrow That spatters On the windows of your soul? Apologies if you have seen this image before
writing in north norfolk 