My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge #112 and dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday Raindrops from a recent shower release a pungent whiff of mulch from the litter of autumn in various states of decay. In dry patches, below a dense lattice of branches, rusty skeletons crunch underfoot and beetles scuttle, while my boots slip […]
Tag: dverse Poets Pub
Thundering Atlantic
Another Golden Shovel poem, with opening lines from Seamus Heaney’s poem ‘North’. You and I have finally returned. We found our way back to roots and branches of a family tree, long buried in a small churchyard near a strand in the wave-hammered storm-swept curve and wind-whispering embrace of a west coast bay. We […]
Digging for poems
My response to dVerse Meeting the Bar: the Golden Shovel Form Above, below and in between I trace familiar features with my Fumbling, feathery finger. Up, down, under and Over, I feel well-worn skin with my Tentative thumb Memorising the Tensions before I squat Over the ink pot, filling a pen That rarely rests Knowing […]
Distance
My response to dVerse Poetics – Sentiments of the Southwest Living on this small, waterlogged island, thousands of miles from America’s Southwest, North Norfolk skies are expansive and wide, dramatic skyscapes painted in colours of storms and summertime. I try to picture abundant rolling hills while standing on flatland – no prairies but fields of […]
Skipping
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille – 8 I can’t believe I just sat down with a bowl of fruit and yogurt and wrote this in one go – in exactly 44 words! I can still feel the thrill of running in my friends turning at both ends me jumping in time to their […]
Ode to a Lone Ranger
Another (not so) ‘secret admirer’ poem for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Feel free to read, Said the batman blogger, Adjusting his mask. I’ll tell you of Cohen and The Beatles And Seattle sofa surfing. I’ll sculpt you a poem About the ascension of larks […]
Poetic Panhandler
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics – secret admirers For this week’s poetics Abhra wants us to write about a dVerse poet or another poet we know: about their writing style, about their uniqueness and how we connect to their words. We can pick a poem of the poet of our choice and write a response to it. […]
Demise of Spring – a haibun
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Haibun Monday #12 – Beauty in decay It’s a rainy Tuesday morning near the end of April. A chill wind tosses the willows, shaking young leaves that drip with icy rain. Spring buds and blooms are fearful. The daffodils in the vase have antiqued and their papery petals are […]
The Wedding Dress
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Form-For-All/Meeting the Bar; Décima I accompanied my only daughter to her first wedding dress fitting yesterday, which inspired me to write the following decima. Naturally, I can’t include a picture of the dress, so I here’s one of my daughter as a toddler! You, in a champagne froth of […]
Tara
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Poetics: Folk talk Not long after I moved to Ireland in 1980, when my daughter was born, we lived near the Hill of Tara in County Meath. I always thought she was a changeling! Running up the Hill of Tara Sentinel over the River Boyne, Ancient seat Of the kings […]
writing in north norfolk 