With Nothing to Hold Onto

There are days when I wonder if I have done anything at all, yet I’ve been busy, the hours have flown by, but what can I see that I’ve accomplished? A poem or two, some critiquing, emails …

WITH NOTHING TO HOLD ONTO

what good is a day                            
folded in half
with two bites taken?

how do I open
it up
to get inside?

it closes
without seconds
or minutes

I can’t open the hours
from the inside
shake out feathers
put clean sheets
over the gaps
and have dinner
within them

perhaps I can
laugh myself
back into yesterday
then tear off
the edges and make
an empty tomorrow

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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Return

Remembrance Day is coming up. I’m sure anyone whose relations, whether close or distant, died in a World War has memories and questions as I do about my father…

RETURN

would the wind bring back
the father who strides the sky
pipe in one hand

does he want to know the son                          
who died ten years ago

the daughter who loves snowdrops

would he want to walk
round the lake with us
watch eagles and chickadees
note Canada geese
on their flight south

understand that I have forgiven
him for going to war
and dying so long ago

 

Sketch by Evelyn Ethel Houghton

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my scans - after 18 112 cover To Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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The Invisibility

Hallowe’en: it’s Samhain in the Northern Hemisphere, and Beltane in the Southern Hemisphere, both beginning at sunset of this day, October 31! Not only trick-or-treat day, but the Eve of All Saints Day so anything can happen …

THE INVISIBILITY

I know they live here
lights go on at night
but no one comes                            
to the door
or answers the phone

so who is it
behind closed curtains?
who listens to my knock?

what spectres move on the stairs
drift from room to room
what names are called
across the emptiness?

I wish I knew
who’s shadow just
escaped down the drive

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9781771333054_FC</ a>’A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art.
From Inanna Publications, May 2016.

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Stormed

A storm blew through the other night, high winds, heavy rain. We’ve even
had thunder which is unusual here. Scary stuff …

STORMED

metal boils the sky
rolls over hills
bursts and sheds                                 
steel rods
on roof-tops

slams into trees
cuts branches
heaves solidity
up and over

the air pulses
with breakage
crash of cloud
on cloud
streaked by light
while I huddle
under bedclothes

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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3 rock haiku

We pass rocky cliffs on our way in and out of Victoria. Our beaches tend
towards piled rocks and pebbles. It’s easy to think of them as changeless but
they do wear down over time …

rock scraped clean
eons ago  –                                             
sundown

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the shipwreck rests
on black rock –
silent lighthouse

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a tree clings
to rock –
the ferry passes

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my scans - after 18 112 coverTo Bethlehem: ‘This little book is delightful, full of … poems on this timeless subject. … the most fun is the little prose vignettes of the common people in the Christ-child story. The slave who looks after the wise men’s camels, or the overworked maid at the inn who has to fetch water for the birth, and many more. A lovely gift for the reader on your Christmas list!’ Rosalind Adams. Available from Amazon and Kindle.

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Low Couture

Fall, and I’m into track pants and sweaters, clothes that don’t fit anywhere in particular, everything loose and very comfortable …

LOW COUTURE

it is a truth I must confess                     
that when I get up and dress
it is for comfort not for style
so people give a happy smile
knowing they have better taste
themselves in sleek fashion laced
from hair in a trendy flair
top that clings with an air
tight skirt/pants that have panache
to shoes that make a vivid splash
my practice is none of these
but to wear and be at ease

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9781771333054_FC‘A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016.

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Where Unicorns

For the Anglo-Saxons, October was known as Winterfylleth, because at this full moon (fylleth) winter was supposed to begin. October’s birthstones are the tourmaline and the opal, its birth flower the calendula. The first Thursday of the month is National Poetry Day in the U.K. and Ireland, while the first Friday is Children’s Day in Singapore; it is also World Smile Day! And, for admirers of Ray Bradbury, he published a collection of short stories titled The October Country in 1955. It’s a month of mysteries …

WHERE UNICORNS

on my way to somewhere              
invisible on any map
where dragons hibernate
behind waterfalls

a land where unicorns
lurk under willow trees
and an eyelash weighs
more than a mountain

here I will listen
to the song of the dodo
and the high field calls
of childhood giants

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Frame and the McGuireFrame and The McGuire – ‘… a gentle yet striking novel about the way our perception influences our judgement of others.’ Amy Mathers. For ages 8-13 … published by Tradewind Books available on Amazon or your local bookstore.

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