I want to be frank and open, with you, oh my television. You can keep your position there in my bedroom, if you don’t ever try to interfere with my social life. But me, I want to be free. Faithful I will stay. I won’t replace you anyway with a younger model, just because you’re … Continue reading
Painting
I have a complaint. I wish I could paint but an artist I ain’t, so I guess I’ll just write to describe a sight that possibly might delight me, excite me, ignite me or invite me to express my happiness, or even to stress my distress. “Painting is poetry that is seen rather than … Continue reading
Autumn Leaf-fall
Leaf-fall: vibrant, vivid, flaming, falling, rustling, dying, multi-coloured woven carpet: Autumn. (Cinquain poem) 5 Lines – not rhyming 1st line – a noun, 2 syllables 2nd line – 2 adjectives descriing the noun, 2 syllables each 3rd line – 3 “……ing”words describing noun, 2 syllables each 4th line – a 4 word phrase about the noun, 2 syllables … Continue reading
Daffodils
I’ve just been walking in the hills and there I found some daffodils blooming below an old oak tree, but not like those that you would see on window sills. These were growing wispy and wild, like I remember as a child. Golden drifts blowing in the breeze, nodding gently under the trees, where they were … Continue reading
Where are you, Jezzie?
Where are you Jezzie? I’ve been looking for you all day. It seems like such a long, long time since you went away. I don’t know where you went ‘cos Mum took you in her car, and she was gone for ages, so it must have been quite far. I’ve been out walking with our … Continue reading
To Jezzie
25th January 2001 – 8th March 2013My beautiful girl, you’ve gone to sleep today and never more will we ever get to play. For twelve years you have been my constant friend and stayed by my side right to the very end. You were a madam right from the start but your winning ways just … Continue reading
Snow!
This Friday we have had some snow, it absolutely tipped it down, it covered up the entire town and there was nowhere we could go. They had to bring out the snow plough to clear the roads where it had blown, it just kept driving up and down, but still the roads were full of … Continue reading
New Year Resolutions 2013
Okay, it’s New Year’s Day and it’s time for some resolutions, but I’ve given up making them, I just need some solutions. I have absolutely no more room in my house for more “stuff”, and I’ve tried to downsize, but obviously not hard enough. So this year, I’ll throw away something every single day, never … Continue reading
Looking back on Twenty Twelve
The year started very badly, it seemed to me, when I lost my two dear friends to the great big C. Our Winter seemed to go on and on forever. We all thought that our Spring would arrive here never. But then when finally bulbs burst through from the earth, Mother Nature took over, blooming … Continue reading
Choughs
Did you know that I am an auntie to some choughs? They live here at Cornwall’s Lizard, on these bluffs. Their breeding nests are well guarded both night and day, just in case marauding egg hunters come that way. It is good to know that they are back at nightfall safely nesting, where they belong … Continue reading
St Ives – An Artist’s Paradise
How many diff’rent shades of blue can one get into a view? ‘An artist’s paradise’ they call it. That’s just so very true. If I could paint a picture, then I would paint one now for you, but I guess that my little photo here will just have to do. St Ives is the … Continue reading
Warlocks, Witches and Water
We all went to visit Boscastle long before the devastating floods of two thousand and four. We walked the dogs in the park, then down the harbour, and took lots of good photos, like we’d done before. We clambered over rocks, sat on the landing stage, then bought souvenirs in the old crooked cottage. … Continue reading
Frosty the Snowman
The last thing I expected to see that morning was a snowman with a carrot nose standing beside my laptop. Well of course it wasn’t a real snowman – just one of those awful blow-up dolls that you see in cheap shops. But how did it get there? More importantly, who put it there? I … Continue reading
Winter Woods
Owl in the Mist A watery winter sun warmed the westward woods but no birdsong burst from the bare branched birches. Hawthorn hedges were hidden in the haze, yet a feathered fiend had fixed his gaze. Stiff, silent trees were standing stark; wide eyes were watching, waiting. Suddenly from his nest, gracefully gliding over frosty fields, … Continue reading
Nights in white satin
My face went a whiter shade of pale when my man asked me over to stay for passionate nights in white satin because he was soon going away. He was leaving for Sweden next week, he would not be back for a long while it would feel like forever autumn before I would get to … Continue reading
Downsizing
There they all are gathering dust, so many memories of mine. But let them go I really must. I can do it, I will be fine. I’ll have a go at the paper that is piling up into hills. It really will be a caper to destroy those horrid old bills. Then I will turn … Continue reading
A birthday prayer for a departed friend
Loveliest of trees, the cherry now will shelter you well beneath its bough. Wild cyclamen planted round its feet are nodding to make your day complete. Yellow roses in a simple spray brought here to celebrate your birthday by your friends, your nearest and dearest, in the place you chose to take your rest. In the spring, our … Continue reading
Fungus Invasion
This year has been damp and a good year for fungus, some are small and pretty and some are humongous, some crowd in circles around the base of our trees and some decorate their trunks right up to their knees. Some look quite cute, almost with friendly faces, some dark and threatening, crowd in other … Continue reading
Heartbreak Recovery
Every night I lay awake ’til dawn, I tried counting sheep right through ’til the morn. Every day the tears fell down my cheeks, every night the hours turned into weeks. You told me good-bye that November week. My heart froze at the words I heard you speak. You told me that you had found … Continue reading
A dog called Spot
Our Mum has sponsored a dog called “Spot” he’s not like us, but we think we like him a lot. He’s seven and a half and it’s so very sad that he was abandoned – because he was bad? He lives in the Rehoming Centre in Ballymena a bit far to visit but someone may … Continue reading