Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
When, in Britain, has it ever Been so balmy Calm in March and April? Warm sun, some wind but nothing really too Forceful, Smatterings of rain but hardly April showers. No deluge No late frosts I’d happily plant my summer bulbs out If I… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 5: Piss-Taking Weather”
The rain roars down A lions last attempt To eviscerate The zebra of sun From the jungle of cracks In the pavement A whip crack of water Slashing holes In lawns, borders Ants dive for cover In the jungle of cracks In the pavement… Continue Reading “The Rain Roars”
I’m an autumn photography addict. I can’t help but get snap happy at this time of year. Colours leaps out at me from every angle and I want to capture it, hold it, cling onto it as if the fiery colours can actually warm… Continue Reading “Autumn Colours”
I speak in raindrops Wet and wild Whipping tears To join me But sometimes Pitter pattering On tent walls Soothing Dream like Tiny heartbeats. I wail in wind Tornado tantrums Testy twister Throwing; hurling Except sometimes I take a kite Gently, expertly Earth To… Continue Reading “The Language of Weather”
Despite the rainy intervals, these gorgeous swifts managed to catch some respite during a sunny spell, drying themselves in Lugh’s light. I’m spending Lughnasadh, also the time of Lammas and the first harvest, camping with family near a farm in Skipton. We are enjoying… Continue Reading “Merry Lughnasadh “
This beautiful boy just hopped casually into the garden, flopped down, spread his wings and luxuriated in the sun. Why wouldn’t you?
If you look to the very left of the picture, you can faintly see the ‘second’ rainbow. Jim informs me that every rainbow has a double, and the colours are reversed. So although it follows the same curve as the primary rainbow, the… Continue Reading “Double Rainbow”
And he says ‘Radiant’ And I wonder Like a golden beach? Eggshell sand broken Under happy toes Hair whitening in Helios’ Breath of beatific Beneficity And I gasp Cool moonlight Broken on water Lake still and cool Until bodies and voices Dive and delight… Continue Reading “Afterglow”
Mornings like this are the epitome of autumn for me. A magical mix that should be distressing but in its balance becomes quite beautiful. Sunshine beaming in the blue beneath heavy lids of looming cloud; birds soaring gleefully then buffeted by the random raucous… Continue Reading “Broken Blue”
Wow. It’s hot. Holiday hot. Sapphire sky hot. BBQ out now hot. Endless washing line fill hot. Tarmac tacky almost wet hot Haze even on the gem green grass hot. Jeans unto shorts unto bikini hot. Sleep elusive and duvet gone crazy hot. Melted… Continue Reading “Hot”